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When they had done so, he excused them, saying he would be responsible for the safety of their prisoner. "Sit down, sir," Hanlon said kindly to the wondering man. "What's this all about, Hanlon?" Philander puzzled. "Who are you, anyway?" "I was assigned to find out what it was centering on Simonides that seemed inimical to the peace of the Federation. The trail led me to Algon."
"Animated trees," Hanlon had first called them, although now they were so familiar to him, and he knew them so well that he thought of them, naturally and without question, as "people." The young Secret Serviceman explained to the elder about the frequency-transformer he had built but dismantled before leaving Algon.
Orders were given, and in strict formation the fleet blasted for Algon. First went the great screen of scouts, fanning out in all directions from a common center, the outer fringes at higher speed until a great bowl-like formation was secured. Then all the scouts standardized their speed. When they reached Algon they would completely englobe the planet just beyond detection range.
Hawarden activated the intercom, and when a face appeared on the screen ordered, "Give this young man any information he wants." "Do you know a planet named 'Algon' or 'Guddu'?" Hanlon asked. "It's about twelve and a quarter light years distant, right ascension about eighteen hours, declination around plus fifteen degrees. Here's a rough chart of what I could see from there."
Others were from Grand Fleet, regarding the measures being taken for the fleet rendezvous, and the part the Simonidean sector was to play. Another was from the planetographers, giving the spatial location of Algon, with the note that they had finally found it on a star map, and that a survey ship was being sent there at once. Hanlon punched a stud.
As he walked away Hanlon thrilled to the knowledge that he had gained two valuable pieces of information. First, and most important, the name of this planet Algon. Second, but this one a bit dismaying, that there might be some doubt as to whether or not he would ever leave here.
"Algon had most of the natural resources for the building of ships," Hanlon ruminated aloud. "There were the mines, the forests, and slave labor to cut down expenses. It was mostly engineers, scientists and special technicians who were there, overseeing." "I cannot find in my mind the names of any others who might have been in the conspiracy with Bohr," the emperor answered another question.
What about Philander? He knew. Hadn't the hypnosis worked on him? Or was that name "Algon" merely one the super used in place of the real one he didn't know he knew? Or, again, could it be that he was so well trusted that the knowledge had not been sealed off from him? Of the three, Hanlon argued the latter was probably the truth. Another point.
He sat silent for a moment, then said slowly, almost in a sing-song voice as though reading from a printed page, "I knew he was building some ships on Algon, but I did not know they were warships. He told me they were a new type with an entirely new propulsive principle that one of our scientists had worked out." "There's always that possibility, of course," Newton said.
"Can you find out what is happening on other parts of Guddu?" The native's answers stunned him. "Yes, An-yon, all we can mind-talk with any Guddu anywhere. What you wish to know?" The knowledge that these Guddus of Algon were telepathic rocked George Hanlon back on his heels. That was a thing he had never even imagined.
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