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Having been cuffed and battered into submission more quickly than would have been possible three weeks earlier, Murdock now stood sullenly surveying the man who, though he dressed like a Beaker trader, persisted in using a language Ross did not know.
"We do not play as children here. " At last the man spoke words Ross could understand. "You will answer me or else others shall ask the questions, and less gently. I say to you now -- who are you and from where do you come? "