XThe Astronomer was saying, “A quiet burial is all we can do. There is no point in any publicity now,” when they heard the screams.
She had not entirely recovered by the time she reached them, running and running. It was minutes before her husband could extract sense from her.
She was saying, finally, “I tell you they're in the barn. I don't know what they are. No, no—”
She barred the Industrialist's quick movement in that direction. She said, “Don't you go. Send one of the hands with a shotgun. I tell you I never saw anything like it. Little horrible beasts with—with—I can't describe it. To think that Red was touching them and trying to feed them. He was holding them, and feeding them meat.”
Red began, “I only—”
And Slim said, “It was not—”
The Industrialist said, quickly, “Now you
