"Don't worry, Starmen! The pirates already tried to
find me through Monty, but the greegles protected him, and the
pirates'll never find me without cooperation from Monty-which they'll
never get. There's really no need to worry. We're completely safe here.
We'll have dinner, you'll stay here to sleep, I'll show you around the
operation, and you can go back to Ceres."
The Starmen were speechless for a moment. Joe's eyes nervously scanned
the room and Mark stared at George with his mouth agape. Then Zip spoke.
"What are greegles, George?"
George chuckled again. "You haven't heard of this 'asteroid miner's
legend'? Most people think it's in a class with leprechauns and
mermaids, the story of the greegles, but it's all true. The greegles
are the inhabitants of the asteroids. Don't know if they're alive or
not. They're made of metal-some kind of metal-or maybe they just wear a
metal suit. They're about a foot high. Now, don't stare at me like
that; you're looking thoroughly obflisticated, probably thinking I've
been out in the vacuum too long, but I've seen them! They're little and
they're old, very old, but they're powerful! No one can beat them!
Usually no one ever sees them and they don't have any need to interfere
with human beings. They don't mind it too much, though, if a solitary
asteroid miner sees them once in a while.
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