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Dr
.
Mahmoud
’
s
eyes
widened
slightly
–
perhaps
these
people
would
turn
out
not
to
be
mere
uncircumcised
barbarians
after
all
?
and
his
young
friend
did
have
strong
intuitions
.
Instantly
he
offered
Jill
the
correct
honorific
in
response
and
bowed
over
her
hand
.
Jill
saw
that
Mike
was
obviously
delighted
;
she
managed
,
slurringly
but
passably
,
to
croak
the
shortest
of
the
nine
forms
by
which
a
water
brother
may
return
the
response
–
although
she
did
not
grok
it
fully
and
would
not
have
considered
suggesting
(
in
English
)
the
nearest
human
biological
equivalent
?
certainly
not
to
a
man
she
had
just
met
!
However
,
Mahmoud
,
who
did
understand
it
,
took
it
in
its
symbolic
meaning
rather
than
its
(
humanly
impossible
)
literal
meaning
,
and
spoke
rightly
in
response
.
But
Jill
had
passed
the
limit
of
her
linguistic
ability
;
she
did
not
understand
his
answer
at
all
and
could
not
reply
,
even
in
pedestrian
English
.
But
she
got
a
sudden
inspiration
.
At
intervals
around
the
huge
table
were
placed
the
age
-
old
furniture
of
human
palavers
-
water
pitchers
each
with
its
clump
of
glasses
.
She
stretched
and
got
a
pitcher
and
a
tumbler
,
filled
the
latter
.
She
looked
Mahmoud
in
the
eye
,
said
earnestly
,
"
Water
.
Our
nest
is
yours
.
"
She
touched
it
to
her
lips
and
handed
it
to
Mahmoud
.
He
answered
her
in
Martian
,
saw
that
she
did
not
understand
him
and
translated
,
"
Who
shares
water
shares
all
.
"
He
took
a
sip
and
started
to
hand
the
glass
back
to
Jill
–
checked
himself
,
looked
at
Harshaw
and
offered
him
the
glass
.
Jubal
said
,
"
I
can
’
t
speak
Martian
,
son
–
but
thanks
for
water
.
May
you
never
be
thirsty
.
"
He
took
a
sip
,
then
drank
about
a
third
of
it
.
"
Ak
!
"
He
passed
the
glass
to
Ben
.
Caxton
looked
at
Mahmoud
and
said
very
soberly
,
"
Grow
closer
.
With
the
water
of
life
we
grow
closer
.
"
He
wet
his
lips
with
it
and
passed
it
to
Dorcas
.
In
spite
of
the
precedents
already
set
,
Dorcas
hesitated
.
"
Dr
.
Mahmoud
?
You
do
know
how
serious
this
is
to
Mike
?
"
"
I
do
,
Miss
.
"
