Rested, although no nearer a definite plan for resubjugation of the
telepuppet team, Stewart cautiously watched the robots from behind an
outcropping. To this concealed vantage point he had led Carol, Director
Randall and McAllister while the automatons had been occupied with
recharging.
"You're going to try some more voice commands on the OC?" Carol's voice
came softly through the earphones as she squirmed to find more comfort
within the folds of her oversized sheath.
"We're not doing _anything_," Stewart said firmly, "until that thing is
well occupied with transmission."
McAllister's boot came in contact with something hard and he bent down
to inspect it. "Say, what's this?"