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yours.” Kyra trusted him. She had enlisted his aid, and she would need him to verify her story. Thinking the matter over, he saw instantly that no written deposition given by a man who lacked scientific credentials could begin to bridge this potential credibility gap, and that fact presented an opportunity. By insisting on oral reports only, he could let his sincerity be his credentials, and the need for his testimony would keep him close to Kyra.
    He would not abandon her to officialdom.
    His determination to stay by Kyra’s side would probably be opposed by the bureaucrats, but he was a minor bureaucrat himself, and an idea was forming in his mind that might test the limits of bureaucratic procedures to the breaking point. If he could pull if off, he would stay with Kyra. Then there was the problem of his parents’ reaction to Kyra. In what he assumed was the norm for mothers, his own mother had always been intensely interested in the girls he invited to his home, but she might have more than she could handle when a green-haired, green-eyed girl from another planet entered the Breedlove parlor. He had less concern for his father. With two volatile females in the house, the senior Breedlove had long ago learned the value of equanimity in emotional situations. He had no concern at all for the reactions of his sister, Matilda,—she could handle anything.
    As the day moved on, he let future problems hang and turned his thoughts to the exhibition he would prepare for the visitors who would join him at twilight. He would catch enough fish to feed them all, unpack his bag, set up a pup tent, and present them with the extra C rations he had brought. A hatchet, a fishing rod, and a pair of binoculars would not be the World’s Fair, but it would give the Kanabians the idea of woodcraft.
    By six the fish were caught and the exhibition readied. Stretched atop his sleeping bag, he lay watching the declining light over the snow peaks westward. The Kanabians were out of the grove and crossing the creek before he noticed them, approaching in a cluster grouped around Kyra. In the forefront was a girl who might have been Kyra’s sister, though slightly taller and more slender. There were nine of them, eight females and a boy, all nude. Only Myra was absent, and Breedlove assumed that she had been left to guard the door. Or perhaps Kyra was being very diplomatic.
    Breedlove took the boy to be the equivalent of a twelve-year-old on earth. Solidly built, his body gave promise of a powerful manhood, and he walked between two females, who held his hands rather tightly, Breedlove noticed. None of the females appeared to be over thirty, earth age, and they presented a wider variance in bodily form than an equivalent group of young earth women. The girl who was taller than Kyra was almost breastless, but most were heavy-bodied, and three thrust voluminous bosoms before them, breasts out of proportion to their torsos.
    He stood as they neared the mound and called, “Citizens of Kanab, welcome to earth.”
    Kyra interpreted his greeting. In her language, “earth” emerged as urritha .
    Ignoring the exhibits, the females broke from around Kyra, leaving her to hold the boy’s hand, and gathered around Breedlove, moving in close to inspect him. It was a thorough inspection, at times embarrassing, yet weirdly sexless. There was nothing voluptuous in the press of these naked female bodies. They pummeled his buttocks, kneaded his muscles, and stroked his hair. Only the tall girl did not seem to regard him entirely as an object. She took his hand and rubbed it against her cheek, murmuring close to his ear, “ Cricket atelya .”
    Escorting the boy around the milling females to the inanimate exhibit, Kyra smiled in amusement at the orgy of touching and sniffing and called out to him, “Take off your coat, Breedlove, and let them feel your fantastic muscles.”
    He squirmed from his coat and handed it to the tall girl, who folded it in her arms and