"I know you don't."
"There isn't much that you don't know, is there?"
"I know everything," she confessed humbly, honey eyes down.
Hammen whirled to Gordus. "What do they want with her on Earth?"
The coordinator gestured eloquently. "She knows everything. Do you think they know everything on Earth? Don't believe propaganda. There are things she can tell them."
Hammen looked again to the creature huddled on the floor. "What could she tell anyone?"
"There are words buried in any conglomeration of letters. Confusion is the basis of all codes. There is always a cipher for any code."
Hammen exhaled. "Never mind. What do I care what they want with her? All right, I'll try to take her through. You don't want me to use the dog?"
"No. It won't do."
"Then let me take her alone. I could do it this once."