Sure. They raise Cain with radio reception all over the world. And this thing, being so close--why, there's no telling the sort of stuff it can do. He wets his lips, smiles nervously. Go ahead, Charlie. You and Steve go into town and see if that isn't what's causing it all. Steve and Charlie again continue to walk away down the sidewalk. The people watch silently. Tommy stares at them, biting his lips and finally calling out again. Mr. Brand! The two men stop again. Mr. Brand, please don't leave here. Steve and Charlie stop once again and turn toward the boy. There's a murmur in the crowd, a murmur of irritation and concern. You might not even be able to get to town. It was that way in the story. Nobody could leave, except-- Except who? Except the people they'd sent down ahead of them. They looked just like humans. And it wasn't until the ship landed that-- The boy suddenly stops again, conscious of his parents staring at him and of the sudden quietness of the crowd. Tommy, please, son, don't talk that way-- The kid shouldn't talk that way and we shouldn't stand here listening to him. Why, this is the craziest thing I ever heard of. Steve walks toward the boy.