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Laying aside for the present all worry on the score of why he had been / summoned to the Moon-of why the Animal Kingdom continued to treat us / with suspicion, of why the Giant Human so carefully kept out of our way, / the Doctor now plunged into the study of plant languages heart and soul.
He was always happy so, working like a demon, snatching his meals and / his sleep here and there when he thought of such earthly matters. It was / a most exhausting time for the rest of us, keeping pace with this / firebrand of energy when he got on an interesting scent. And yet it was / well worthwhile too. In one and a half days he had established the fact / that the trees _did_ converse with one another by means of branch / gestures. But that was only the first step. Copying and practising, he / rigged himself up like a tree and talked in the glade-after a / fashion-with these centuries-old denizens of the jungle.