human
What do we do now?
gpt
Shoot ourselves,
human
Now, look here--
gpt
Boyd, Burris said levelly,
human
Wait a minute, Malone said.
gpt
Aren't there any _sane_ telepaths in the world?
human
We can't find any, Burris said.
gpt
We--
human
Who's there?
gpt
Dr. Gamble,
human
Come in, doctor,
gpt
Mr. Burris, he said, extending his arms a trifle,
human
Malone had seen Gamble speaking before, and had wondered if it would be possible for the man to talk with his hands tied behind his back. Apparently it wouldn't be.
gpt
We feel that we are approaching a critical stage in Project Isle, the scientist said, enclosing one fist within the other hand.
human
If anything more gets out to the Soviets, we might as well publish our findings --a wide, outflung gesture of both arms--
gpt
We're doing the best we can, Dr. Gamble, he said. All things considered, his obvious try at radiating confidence was nearly successful.
human
After all, he went on,
gpt
Miss Thompson?
human
The Queen,
gpt
Ah, he said.
human
Of course. He rubbed at the back of his neck.
gpt
But we can't keep everybody who's here now locked up forever. Sooner or later we'll have to let them --his left hand described the gesture of a man tossing away a wad of paper--
human
His hands fell to his sides.
gpt
We're lost, unless we can find that spy.
human
We'll find him,
gpt
But--
human
Give her time, Burris said.
gpt
Give her time. Remember her mental condition.
human
Rome, he said in an absent fashion,
gpt
We know he's someone on the reservation, so we'll catch him eventually, he said.
human
And as long as his information isn't getting into Soviet hands, we're safe.
gpt
But--
human
My, my, Malone said.
gpt
Almost lunchtime. I have to go over and have lunch with Her Majesty. Maybe she's dug up something more.
human
I hope so, Dr. Gamble said, apparently successfully deflected.
gpt
I do hope so.
human
One more crack out of you....
gpt
Well, Malone said,
human
He shucked off his coat and trousers. Then he proceeded to put on the doublet and hose that hung in the little office closet. He shrugged into the fur-trimmed, slash-sleeved coat, adjusted the plumed hat to his satisfaction with great care, and gave Burris and the others a small bow.
gpt
I go to an audience with Her Majesty, gentlemen, he said in a grave, well-modulated voice.
human
I shall return anon.