"My fears exactly!" the ship agreed. "Oh,"
Superman asked, "are you familiar with a Professor Twaddle
who lived among these people for thirty years?"
"Oh, yes!" the ship answered. "He has been of a
tremendous help to the local people. He left some time ago, and
they have received no word of him. They are concerned."
"He has gone to where I live," Superman explained.
"Before I depart I will go down to the village and tell them
that he is safe and trying to arrange some help for them."
"Good!" the ship acknowledged.
Krypto went back inside and laid down. A red glow came on and
Superman knew he was in suspension. "I would not keep him in
suspension any more," Superman instructed. "Monitor the
local area, beyond these villages. Expand his area of operation,
but have him keep his presence a secret."
"I understand," the ship agreed. Superman rose. made
his way to the village and explained about Twaddle. The village
elders thanked him and Superman returned to his nightly patrol.
"I wish it had a library," he muttered. "I miss my
library!"
A distant call for aide caught his attention and he sped away.
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