"Right," said Downing.
"And keep this under your hat, fellows. Terra has one great secret
weapon that the Loard-vogh can never get nor use. It is a weapon that
must wait until the time is ripe. It must never be disclosed, until it
is in use. Then--it will be too late for the Loard-vogh to stop it."
"What is it?"
"If you don't know, I'll not tell you yet."
"But why tell us at all?"
"The idea of fighting a race that has conquered the Galaxy is
staggering. Especially a race that, until lately, has been Terra's
mental superior. The knowledge of a secret weapon of definite
capability tends to make our battle less foolish. We will win."