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It
was
much
larger
than
any
gun
he
had
ever
seen
,
its
shape
was
very
different
,
and
its
details
were
quite
different
.
It
was
a
gun
.
He
examined
each
of
the
others
,
separately
and
just
as
carefully
.
They
were
guns
.
The
one
man
who
was
still
seated
had
strapped
to
him
a
small
gun
.
The
car
itself
had
built
into
it
two
enormous
guns
–
plus
other
things
which
Smith
could
not
grok
but
which
he
felt
had
wrongness
also
.
He
stopped
and
seriously
considered
twisting
the
car
,
its
contents
,
and
all
–
letting
it
topple
away
.
But
,
in
addition
to
his
lifelong
inhibition
against
wasting
food
,
he
knew
that
he
did
not
fully
grok
what
was
happening
.
Better
to
move
slowly
,
watch
carefully
,
and
help
and
share
at
the
cusp
by
following
Jubal
’
s
lead
?
and
if
right
action
for
him
was
to
remain
passive
,
then
go
back
to
his
body
when
the
cusp
had
passed
and
discuss
it
all
with
Jubal
later
.
He
went
back
outside
the
car
and
watched
and
listened
and
waited
.
The
first
man
to
get
out
talked
with
Jubal
concerning
many
things
which
Smith
could
only
file
without
grokking
;
they
were
beyond
his
experience
.
The
other
men
got
out
and
spread
out
;
Smith
spread
his
attention
to
watch
all
of
them
.
The
car
raised
,
moved
backwards
,
stopped
again
,
which
relieved
the
beings
it
had
sat
on
;
Smith
grokked
with
them
to
the
extent
that
he
could
spare
attention
,
trying
to
soothe
their
hurtings
.
The
first
man
handed
papers
to
Jubal
;
in
turn
they
were
passed
to
Anne
.
Smith
read
them
along
with
her
.
He
recognized
their
word
shapings
as
being
concerned
with
certain
human
rituals
of
healing
and
balance
,
but
,
since
he
had
encountered
these
rituals
only
in
Jubal
’
s
law
library
,
he
did
not
try
to
grok
the
papers
then
,
especially
as
Jubal
seemed
quite
untroubled
by
them
–
the
wrongness
was
elsewhere
.
He
was
delighted
to
recognize
his
own
human
name
on
two
of
the
papers
;
he
always
got
an
odd
thrill
out
of
reading
it
,
as
if
he
were
two
places
at
once
–
impossible
as
that
was
for
any
but
an
Old
One
.
