Judd smiled. "I know it. No one--no _thing_--can kill Black Eyes. You
said so yourself. It was a waste of time to try it. In that case--"
"In that case," Dr. Jamison finished for him, "we're helpless. There
isn't a man--or an animal--on Earth that will destroy this thing. Wait
a minute--does it sleep, Mr. Whitney?"
"I don't think so. At least, I never saw it sleep. And your team of
scientists, did they report anything?"
"No. As far as they could see, the creature never slept. We can't catch
it unawares."
"Could you anesthetize it?"
"How? It can sense danger, and long before you could do that, it would
stop you. It's only made one mistake, Mr. Whitney: it believes the
noises of the city represent a danger. And that's only a negative
mistake. Noise won't hurt Black Eyes, of course. It simply makes the
animal unnecessarily cautious. But we cannot anesthetize it any more
than we can kill it."
"I could take it back to Venus."
"Could you? Could you? I hadn't thought of that."