"What about it?" says Halloran. "There's a herd on every other beach."
"T'ey are watching us! Who else would be doing t'iss to little Teufel?"
The Klygha enjoys a strange feeling we do not understand. It is pleasure, but more complicated ... he thinks the Terrans are interesting to watch while back in his own travelling-shell he rolls on his back and makes noises to himself. The cat also rolls on its back and makes noises, but the Klygha forces it to stop that and speak again to the Terrans.
"It is my opinion that an exchange of information would be of value to all of us," says the cat.
The Terrans make grunts and growls. Marvin says, "That was not too clear, Teufel. Try it again."
The Klygha makes the cat say the words again, more slowly, and the Terrans seem to understand.
"What do you want to know?" says Marvin.
"And what do you have to offer?" says Joe.
"That is to be discovered," says the cat. "To begin—from where did you come?"