Kial frowned.
"I'm telling you about myself," Broyk went on, "I have also told you of
a specific condition existing a period ahead of your own time. Remember
the First Law?"
"Center!"
"We're marooned in the Twentieth Century. You have to accept it."
"But what will we _do_?" Kial's mind was reeling again.
"Since we've already broken the First Law," Broyk said, "we may just as
well break the Second: 'No Thek-traveler may enter the body of a native
of a foreign space-time ...'"
* * * * *
The young lovers kissed again and this time there seemed to be an added
zest, even to their passionate embrace.