"I think so. Where are you taking me?"
She touched her ears, still crudely bandaged. "You must say everything very slowly, Eddie. I haven't yet learned to read lips as well as Hurd does."
"Where are we going?"
"Back to Agron."
"We have no right, Glenna—we're traitors!"
"We have a duty to tell them the truth. What they do with us doesn't matter."
He shook his head weakly, still lost in his stupor. "Tell me what happened, Glenna—I can't remember anything."
"You got out of the government building and stole a Space-dragon. Then you came looking for us. Just after you met Hurd your hearing began to come back and of course you lost control of yourself. Hurd wanted to break your eardrums but I wouldn't let him.
"Since we had a space-ship at last we could get away from Vinin and I knew you'd be all right when we did. But it took us a month to steal enough fuel. Something you did in the government building paralyzed a lot of the leaders for a while but by the time we got around to looking for fuel the others had restored order again."
The door of the control room slid open and Hurd dropped down on the bunk beside Dirrul. "Feeling better?" he asked anxiously.