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Updated: June 23, 2025
The Very Young Man thought with satisfaction that, with only their heads visible, huge as they would appear, they could probably reach this boat without being seen by any one in Orlog. The boat was perhaps a quarter of a mile from them a tiny little toy vessel, it seemed, that they never would have seen except for its sail.
To the Very Young Man this change of size was no longer even startling. Aura, this time, with him beside her, seemed quite unafraid. "Now we're ready," said the Very Young Man, in a matter-of-fact tone that was far from indicating his true feeling. "Take the way where we are least likely to be noticed towards Orlog. When we get in the open country we can get bigger."
Women's testimony is discredited, often by concerted lying on the part of men witnesses. "Many families are leaving Orlog leaving their land and their homes deserted. In other cities where the Targos threaten to gain control the same thing is happening. Most of these refugees come to Arite. We cannot take care of them; there is not enough land here."
For about half a mile the Very Young Man sailed along parallel with the beach, looking for the man they had marooned. He was nowhere in sight, and they finally headed out into the lake towards Orlog, which they could just see dimly on the further shore. The breeze was fresh, and they made good time.
Some will leave and go to Orlog of course, for Lylda will offer freedom of their leader and to secure that they will seem to agree to anything. "But after all, they are nothing but children at heart, most of them. To-day, they might believe in Lylda; to-morrow Targo could win them again." "He won't get a chance," put in the Very Young Man quickly.
The Big Business Man cleared his throat. When he spoke his voice was tremulous with emotion. "How long will you be gone Lylda?" he asked. The woman turned to him with a smile. "Soon will I return, so I believe," she answered. "I go to Orlog, to Raito, and to Tele. But never shall I wait, nor speak long, and fast will I walk.... Before the time of sleep has descended upon us, I shall be here."
"If she says we kill anybody who talks for Targo outside of Orlog, that goes. It's the only way, isn't it?" "And she might really convince them or most of them," added the Doctor. "You will let me try?" asked Lylda softly. The Chemist nodded. Lylda sprang to her feet. Her frail little body was trembling with emotion; on her face was a look almost of exaltation. "You will let me try," she cried.
The Very Young Man felt the girl's eyes fixed almost constantly upon him a calm gaze that held in it a great curiosity and wonderment. He steered steadily onward towards Orlog. There was, for the moment, nothing to discuss concerning their adventure, and he wondered what he should say to this girl who stared at him so frankly.
Or it may be he is good in different fashion, and in time can make us see that his law too, is just and kind. "Then shall live in Orlog all who wish to stay, and we shall watch their rule, but never shall we let them pass beyond their borders. For if they do, then shall we kill them. "All this I can do, my husband, if you but will let me try.
"You see it?" To the Very Young Man suddenly came the realization that already he was facing the problem of how to get into Orlog unheralded. If they remained in their present size they could easily walk there in an hour or less. But long before that they would be seen and recognized. The Very Young Man feared for Loto's safety if he allowed that to happen.
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