Now Gelerie arose, picked him up by the waist and carried him bodily toward the gathering. The militia were uncovering the seed pod.
"Twitty," one of the men called. "What in heaven's name is she doing to you?"
"You'll never guess," he fumed. "She's taking me to Alpha Centauri."
"You don't mean it!" his crony replied. "Whatever will Babs think?"
The military men ran back to the group. "Cadogan, sir. I believe you'd better come look. That clay mound behind all the rubble. It is just like the old man said it would be."
Gelerie looked and saw her father at the vehicle. She raced forward with Twitty scratching and kicking.
Cadogan said, "We found the old man wandering aimlessly. We asked him to show us where he came from. He kept pointing until we landed here. He has an excellent memory, but something has control of him. Something very sinister and weird, Twitty."
Inside, Gelerie was getting a strong command from Threlkeld. "Get close, much closer. How can I effect a transit until you come within the required distance?"
She thought-replied, "Well, get out of the pod so I can see you."
"No! Get inside quickly. Homekind is ready whenever we are. Bring Twitty in with you and we'll be away!"