And so they took to their ships and were spaceborne again. But the attraction of Earth was strong and they sought another continent, called North America.
And in the center of it they found a great race whose technology was nearly as great as their own. These people had an intelligence and drive which rivaled that of their human antecedents, whose minds had been transferred to the Gizl's hardy, cumbersome bodies.
Rezar paused. His intelligent eyes seemed misplaced in his heavy animal body.
"What attracted you to Superior, of all places?" Alis asked.
Rezar seemed to smile. "Two things. Cavalier and bubble gum."
"What?" Alis said. "You're kidding!"
"No," Rezar said. "It's true. Bubble gum because after generations of subsistence on capsule food our teeth had weakened and loosened, and bubble gum strengthened them. Nourishment, no. Exercise, yes. And Cavalier Institute because here were men who spoke in terms which paralleled the secret of our spacedrive."
Alis laughed. "This would make Father expire of joy," she said. "But now you know he's just a phony."
"Alas," Rezar said. "Yes, alas. But he was so close. Magnology. Cosmolineation. It's jargon merely, as we learned in time. Osbert Garet is mad. Harmless, but mad."