"Aye—a world ruled over by a different sun than ours," Zud rejoined.
"Jasor—since that is the name by which I have known you, and learned to love you," Robur began again, "is this the truth?"
"Yes, Robur my brother, Zud speaks truly," Croft replied.
"You came from—earth?" The crown prince stammered slightly over the planet's name.
"Yes, Robur—I came from earth."
Robur nodded. "I remember now that Sinon of Milidhur mentioned the fact that his son's appearance since his illness had changed, along with his bearing and his knowledge. Jadgor, my father, I believe this truth. Friend of the Crown Prince of Aphur, what was your name on earth?"
"Jason," said Croft.
"Zitu! 'tis well-nigh the same."
"Yes," Croft regarded the crown prince, smiling. "And—Robur my friend, it is the spirit which molds the flesh. Hence Jasor's body, after I possessed it, altered in its appearance to some extent. Think back, Prince of Aphur; seems it the same to you now, as in those days when by you it was first known, or has it undergone some still further change?"
"It has changed," Robur replied quickly, his eyes lighting. "Now by Azil himself, I begin to comprehend your meaning, Jason, if I may call you by that name."