"I've had some unhappy experiences with strangers," the Aga Kaga said. "It is written in the sands that all strangers are kin. Still, he who visits rarely is a welcome guest. Be seated."
III
Handmaidens brought cushions, giggled and fled. Retief and Georges settled themselves comfortably. The Aga Kaga eyed them in silence.
"We have come to bear tidings from the Corps Diplomatique Terrestrienne," Retief said solemnly. A perfumed slave girl offered grapes.
"Modest ignorance is better than boastful knowledge," the Aga Kaga said. "What brings the CDT into the picture?"
"The essay of the drunkard will be read in the tavern," Retief said. "Whereas the words of kings...."