"A, ah, umm, Mister Hughes." I recognised the old farmer, he'd aged butI still recognised him.He looked at me more carefully. "Do I know you?"I panick...d a little, of course he didn't know me the way I was dressedand because of what the Master had done to me. I stuttered a second as Ithought. "Umm I, I'm Richie's cousin, he asked me to come down and checkthrough Mrs James' house for him, he said I, umm, I could stay there fora while as long as I tidied it up a bit." I tried to smile even though. My husband's got some pretty fancy equipment at University – some, he designed himself." That's good to know," the Mayor decided."May I ask a question?" Ivory queried. "It's about your goddess temple and the goddess who resides over this domain. There doesn't seem to be a goddess in residence, here." There isn't," the Mayor replied. "Our little community is too small, and most of our residents are refugees from Earth, so they're not used to having a lady justice presiding over them. That's why. It’s nearly done,” I said automatically. “Well can I... can I come in and help you finish?” “Are you sure you want to...?” I gulped, hoping he would say yes. I simply had to know what had happened and Darren was the only person in the world who could tell me. He smiled. “Of course, if you want me to after...” he let the words drift into silence. “Please,” I said, smiling in even more embarrassment and opening the door. Darren walked slowly through to the kitchen, looking left and right as if. ”The late night host cocked his head. “Does that mean you’re now ‘touched in the head’?”Eric waited for the laughter to die down before responding. “It means they don’t understand our language, and aren’t physically equipped to speak it. Yet they have other tools at their disposal. What’s more, I’ve done research into the relationship between one’s soul, which consists of the same energy, and the human brain. I’ve learned a tremendous amount. Between us, we managed to cover a lot of territory.