Nearly sober, Greg remembered the discovery he had stumbled on in the bar, and the logic still held up. "They've taken over the earth and thrown men out."
"The children? You talk as if—"
"Tell me everything about it, from the beginning."
"The kids are different; that's all there is to it. They read minds. They move themselves anywhere they please simply by thinking about it. God knows what else they'll learn to whip up after they get the hang of it."
"Are all the children like this?"
"No. The others emigrated with their parents. Dr. Vayle says there are about five million. That's approximately the total population of the earth, now. They've shoved the rest of us out."
"By force?"
"Who wants to hang around like a pet ape to amuse his own brats? Dr. Vayle was too old to go. I—I couldn't get a medical clearance."
"I don't think the colonies are aware that the emigration was so large."
"Why should they be? We've half a dozen worlds out there. They could absorb us all."