"Master, yes. She means well. Can you not see it?"
Molo's voice! Then the girls must be here also.
Another voice: "I am not sure. Perhaps. The Great Intelligence will talk with her when we are arrived." It was the slow measured voice of one of the brains.
"When will that be? Pretty soon now, won't it, Molo?"
Venza! A great wave of thankfulness swept me. And then I heard Anita. "Your two captives, where are they? You're not going to kill them, are you?"
"No," said Molo. "Perhaps not. No one has inspected the new one yet. The other is being cared for. The Great Intelligence will question him when we arrive."
"We are arriving," said Venza. "That's your world, Wandl, down there, isn't it?"
"Yes. We are dropping fast."
The voice of the brain: "Come, Wyk. The instruments are showing events on our captured worlds. Take me to watch. I am tired of movement."
"Yes. Master."