Mrs. Silver laughed gracefully as directed, and her eyes swept the platform. She became so excited, she almost forgot to whisper.
"Why, he's—"
"Shhh. Lower your voice, my dear."
"Why—he isn't human!"
"He's supposed to be—now. But, of course, that's a matter of opinion!"
"But who on Earth thought of making him judge?"
"No one on Earth. Professor Halder, who lives over on that big asteroid the other side of yours, heard of the troubles we had, and came up with the suggestion. At first it seemed absurd—"
"It certainly seems absurd to me!" agreed Mrs. Silver.
"It was the only thing we could do. There was no one else we could trust."
"But what does he know about cakes?"