"You do not know Magog, Dr. Kang. Such dissimilarities in coloration are not the exception but the rule amongst their people. The Magogean hordes haff interbred to such an extent that the closest blood brothers oft look like men of different races. Miss Powell's plan is quite feasible."
"O.Q.," said Gary. "Then that's the ticket. How long to put us through this teaching-training period you were talking about?"
"Not long. Those things will be done during studying periods and even while you sleep ... electrically."
"Then," said Gary, rising, "let's move the Liberty to your headquarters and get on with the job. Because there's lots to be done, and very little time left to do it in."
CHAPTER XVII
Inside Khundru
"Gary," said Nora, "I'm frightened. Suppose—"
"Hush, my dear," warned Dr. Kang swiftly. "From now on speak only in the Magogean tongue. Suspicious ears may lurk at any crossroads."
A full week's time, as measured by earthly watches, had passed since the Liberty's fortunate landing near the Gogean camp. In that time all the space venturers, and particularly those who were to attempt the first reaching of Khundru's gates, had been given an intensive training course in the other world's formalities. Through means of instruments so ingeniously clever that the Earthmen could only marvel at them, there had been electrically superimposed upon their brain structures a knowledge-pattern giving them complete acquaintance with the Magogean tongue, habits, customs, traditions, something of the history of the race, and even a general knowledge of current events.
"I'm sorry," whispered Nora, shifting to the Magogean tongue, "but—but I'm frightened, Gary. Suppose we should meet Borisu?"