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"
You
?
From
Earth
?
"
The
captain
stared
.
"
But
is
that
possible
?
Did
you
come
by
rocket
?
Has
space
travel
been
going
on
for
centuries
?
"
His
voice
was
disappointed
.
"
What
—
what
country
are
you
from
?
"
"
Tuiereol
.
I
came
by
the
spirit
of
my
body
,
years
ago
.
"
"
Tuiereol
.
"
The
captain
mouthed
the
word
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
that
country
.
What
’
s
this
about
spirit
of
body
?
"
"
And
Miss
Rrr
over
here
,
she
’
s
from
Earth
,
too
,
aren
’
t
you
,
Miss
Rrr
?
"
Miss
Rrr
nodded
and
laughed
strangely
.
"
And
so
is
Mr
.
Www
and
Mr
.
Qqq
and
Mr
.
Vvv
!
"
"
I
’
m
from
Jupiter
,
"
declared
one
man
,
preening
himself
.
"
I
’
m
from
Saturn
,
"
said
another
,
eyes
glinting
slyly
.
"
Jupiter
,
Saturn
,
"
murmured
the
captain
,
blinking
.
It
was
very
quiet
now
;
the
people
stood
around
and
sat
at
the
tables
which
were
strangely
empty
for
banquet
tables
.
Their
yellow
eyes
were
glowing
,
and
there
were
dark
shadows
under
their
cheekbones
.
The
captain
noticed
for
the
first
time
that
there
were
no
windows
;
the
light
seemed
to
permeate
the
walls
.
There
was
only
one
door
.
The
captain
winced
.
"
This
is
confusing
.
