He was startled by Panawe's speaking in English, and the voice too was extraordinary. It was absolutely tranquil, but its tranquillity seemed in a curious fashion to be an illusion, proceeding from a rapidity of thoughts and feelings so great that their motion could not be detected. How this could be, he did not know.
"How do you come to speak in a tongue you have never heard before?" demanded Maskull.
"Thought is a rich, complex thing. I can't say if I am really speaking your tongue by instinct, or if you yourself are translating my thoughts into your tongue as I utter them."
"Already you see that Panawe is wiser than I am," said Joiwind gaily.
"What is your name?" asked the husband.
"That name must have a meaning - but again, thought is a strange thing. I connect that name with something - but with what?"
"Try to discover," said Joiwind.
"Has there been a man in your world who stole something from the Maker of the, universe, in order to ennoble his fellow creatures?"
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