"Yes--" The girl became aware of what I was and backed away to a legal
ten foot length.
The guard helped deposit my cases inside the doorway. A huge,
white-haired old man lumbered into the hall. He supported his obesity
with a wooden rod curved at one end. "Dominant Alcaeus Rasmussen," said
Smith, "Alien Hunter Ube Kinlock."
Rasmussen's Maggiese nose tilted at the end so that the nostrils almost
paralleled the plane of his puffy cheeks. His chins concealed his neck.
"Was warned would come here," he grunted. "Eat. Then we talk of the
Hog."