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"I don't understand it either, but you'll agree that since my precognizer said no ship but Bors's is coming here and he precognized every one of the prizes before they arrived you'll concede that the Mekinese aren't coming here. So you're going out to meet them." He saw Bors, and breathed an audible sigh of relief. "Bors!" he said in a changed tone. "I'm glad you're back!"

He drew them back. "One's so and the other isn't," he said. "No," said Morgan. "Truth is an accordance an agreement between an idea and a fact. If I toss a coin, I can make two statements. I can say it will come up heads, or I can say that it will come up tails. One sentence is true and one is false. A precognizer simply knows which statement is true. I don't, but he does."

He realized that he was waiting for Gwenlyn to enter. He turned back to Morgan. "They don't make sense to me," he said dourly. "You have a precognizer, you say. He foresees the future. I admit that he has. But the future is uncertain. It can't be foreseen unless it's pre-ordained, and in that case we're only puppets imagining that we're free agents.

His mind works that way! We've got a woman who knows, infallibly, who's going to marry whom! That's why the ship-arrival precognizer can say a ship's coming in. His mind works on such things, and he has a talent besides!" "There are definite limits, then." "What is there that's real and hasn't limits?" demanded Morgan. The door opened and Gwenlyn came in. Bors rose, looking pleased.

Bors did not begin to catch the names. This was so-and-so, said Morgan, "our Telepath." Still another, "our ship-arrival Precognizer he predicted the coming of the liner, you remember." He came to the scowling man with rings. "Captain Bors, this is our Talent for Predicting Dirty Tricks. You've reason to thank him for disclosing that Mekinese cruiser underwater." Bors followed the lead given him.

A precognizer might think of nine hundred and ninety-nine ways in which you might try to capture that ship. They could all be wrong. He might say you wouldn't capture it. But you might try a thousandth way that he hadn't thought of! All he can know is that some idea he has concocted matches some instinct stirs, and he knows it's true! That's why one man can precognize dirty tricks.

"Our precognizer our Precognizer for Special Events," said Gwenlyn, "got the notion that a year from now King Humphrey should open parliament on Kandar, if everything is straightened out. The notion became a precognition. We don't know how it can come about, but it does seem to imply a change of plans somewhere!" Bors found himself indomitably skeptical. But he said, "Ah!