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Updated: June 25, 2025
He disconnected and handed the papers to Hanlon who had, in the meantime, returned the toogan to its cage, and now sat down. He saw the young man's face fall at first glance at those dozens of rolled sheets. "What's wrong?" "It's in code," came the explanation reply as Hanlon swiftly examined each page. "In code or in Bohr's native language, whatever that may be." "Ouch! If it's that, we're sunk.
Hanlon was intensely interested in this, but one thing puzzled him. He signalled Hawarden to one side, and asked in a whisper, "What's a toogan?" "A native bird here much like your Terran parrots, but with even more beautiful plumage, and they can talk much better than parrots. They seem to have quite a lot of intelligence." Hanlon was instantly alert. "Get it back here for me."
He came here, for his restless mind and savage urge to dominate others would not let him rest until he was absolute ruler of some world or system the bigger the better from his viewpoint." "And you got all that from a bird?" incredulously. "Yes. You were right when you said Bohr didn't have a friend except the toogan. I think that's why he sort of liked me perhaps he felt I would be one.
The memory of that astounding performance of the pigeon made him think perhaps this surprising young man had actually been reading the bird's mind or something equally fantastic. Hanlon set the toogan down on a corner of the big desk, then started walking toward a corner closet. As he neared it the bird seemed to come to life. It began screaming, "No need looking there! There's nothing in there.
The hulls are about the same as the Snyder ships, only larger. But that new power system is so radically different they're going rapidly nuts trying to understand it. And they do have tractor-beams." No sooner had the messenger left after delivering the toogan than Hanlon had it out of the cage, and perched on the arm of his chair.
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