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for war. "Pull back!" she snapped. "Get away from my mind, now, and
keep away!"

"Hold on, Miss Riordan," Ashe intervened hastily. "These are the
Foanna. They're our allies, our friends."

Ross straightened. He, for one, could fully appreciate the weapons
expert's reaction to the on-worlders' peculiar form of interrogation. "Leave
her alone!" He altered his tone quickly, although there had been more of
plea than command in it. "Give her a few minutes, Great Ones. We do
know her."

"Peace, Younger Brother. The Young Sister has our welcome."

Eveleen moved closer to Murdock. She faced the Foanna, endeavoring
to hold the appearance of confidence despite her racing heart. "My
apology, Great Ones," she said meekly, "but we humans regard our
thoughts and feelings as our own. We cannot readily endure the invasion
of our minds, whatever the purpose, the more particularly since we are not
accustomed to the experience."

Ynlan smiled. "It is so with the Younger Brother as well. Be at ease.
Your minds are alike in that we cannot penetrate their shields, although
yours inflicts more pain in your refusal of us."

"Thank you for that understanding, Great One." The Terran woman
looked around. "Where's Karara?"

"There was trouble here with the Baldies," Ashe told her quickly.
"Unfortunately, Karara didn't make it."

Eveleen's smile reached her eyes. "She has a remarkably active ghost in
that event."

Before he could question that remark, the Lady Yngram, the third of
the Foanna, intervened. "You knew us and what to expect from us, Young
Sister. How can that be?"

The Terran glanced mischievously at Gordon. "From records left by
Karara, Lady. She gave a detailed account of all that occurred here plus
information on what to expect when a fullblown Hawaikan civilization
suddenly appeared where none had been before. She also left instructions
for your people on how to conduct themselves with us. Terrans' record of
our dealings with peoples of different cultures on our own world is
abominable," she added bluntly.
 Eveleen shrugged. "As I said before, we don't like anyone meddling with
our minds. With the Baldies' known powers in that line, we'd been
working on finding and training people to fight such assault or at least to
hold their own against it. When we learned of your abilities as well, it was
decided that I might be the best one to send back here. At least, I was the