All at once, one of the Ganelons stepped out from the midst of the trees.
"Surrender!" he yelled. "Surrender, and we'll call off the plants."
He had to repeat his offer a dozen times before he could catch the attention of the frantic serfs. Then one of the rebels threw his projector to the ground, raised his hands. Another and another followed suit. It was over.
Joel felt dazed.
Tamis touched his shoulder. "The Thinkers are expressing their thanks."
Thorp said, "You're on the air. You're a celebrity," and grinned.
But Joel didn't smile. "What about Eden?" he asked.
Tamis said, "The Thinkers are calling the neighboring tribes. There will be a big round-up of nigel trees...."
Joel let his breath escape with relief. "Tamis," he said, "can the Thinkers give me a guide to the palace? I've got to get back."