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Like all Disans, he has an overwhelming hatred and loathing of offworlders. Not without good reason, though. His planet was settled completely by chance during the Breakdown. I'm not sure of the details, but the overall picture is clear, since the story of their desertion forms the basis of all the myths and animistic religions on Dis.

The Disans have a creature they call a "vaede" that they use for water when traveling. It has rudimentary powers of motion from its animal part, yet uses photosynthesis and stores water like a plant. When the Disans drink from it the thing taps their blood streams for food elements." "I know," Brion said wryly. "I drank from one. You can see my scars.

These few pieces of equipment would have to do for the dissection. Watched suspiciously by the onlooking Disans, he started back to the warehouse. It was a long, circuitous walk, since he didn't dare give any clues to his destination. Only when he was positive he had not been observed or followed did he slip through the building's entrance, locking the door behind him.

So will the rest of the Disans as soon as he can show them the evidence and explain." "You're sure of this?" Brion asked, interested in spite of himself. "Positive. The Disans have an absolute attitude towards survival; you should realize that. Not the same as the magter, but not much different in the results.

The computer man started to say something, but his shipmate speared him in the side with his elbow. "We blast soon and I don't like the way these Disans are looking at us. The captain said to find out what caused the fire, then get the hell back. So let's go." "Don't miss your ship," the computer man said to Brion, and he started for the pinnace. Then he hesitated and turned.

The kindness of Monsieur Lefébure enables me to give another example from Madagascar. Flacourt, describing the Malagasies, says that they squillent (a word not in Littré), that is, divine by crystals, which 'fall from heaven when it thunders, Of course the rain reveals the crystals, as it does the flint instruments called 'thunderbolts' in many countries. 'Lorsqu'ils squillent, ils ont une de ces pierres au coing de leurs tablettes, disans qu'elle

"They're ... dead," he told her. "All of them. After the raid the Disans blew up the building. You're the only one that survived. That was Ulv who came into your room, the Disan we met in the desert. He brought you away and hid you here in the city." "When do we leave?" she asked in the same empty tones, turning her face to the wall. "When do we get off this planet?" "Today is the last day.

Brion stared back at the two Disans and their obvious hatred. "Then why didn't you kill me, Ulv?" he asked. "That first time in the desert, or tonight when you stopped Gebk?" "I could have. But there was something more important. What is the truth? Can we believe as we have always done? Or should we listen to this?" He threw a small sheet of plastic to Brion, no bigger than the palm of his hand.

"There's nothing wrong with the machine; I'm just adapting to Dis's climate. What else do you want, Faussel?" The assistant had a doubting look that he didn't succeed in hiding. He also had trouble believing the literal truth. He placed the small stack of file folders on the desk. "These are the reports to date, everything we have uncovered about the Disans.

Our job is to contact the Disans and stop this suicidal war. I have done more in one day than you all have done since you arrived. I have accomplished this because I am better at my work than the rest of you. That is all the information any of you are going to receive. You are dismissed."