"Oh, I couldn't pass up a chance like that," he said. "I delivered the whale all right. She turned out to be gravid, too. I seem to make a habit out of picking up pregnant cargoes. The Prinkip was very pleased, and gave me a bonus.
"Then Delta Crucis went back to being herself again. And I found this note, along with a small gift, in the Control room." He fished a sheet of paper out of the breast pocket of his blue uniform coat and passed it across the table to me.
It was an unsigned letter written in a beautiful flowing script. It said:
My dear Captain Hannah:
Congratulations to you on the success of your venture. All seems to have worked out well for you.
For three Monahans, things were less pleasant. For a considerable period of time they experienced difficulty in sitting down in comfort.
You are welcome at any time to pay a return visit to our remote sector of space and reestablish your acquaintance with the Adepts.
It is not beyond the bounds of possibilities that Normals can be taught to demonstrate our Psionic abilities.
Until you return then,
Farewell!