"Has there been a man in your world who stole something from the
Maker of the universe, in order to ennoble his fellow creatures?"

"There is such a myth, The hero's name was Prometheus."

"Well, you seem to be identified in my mind with that action--but
what it all means I can't say, Maskull."

"Accept it as a good omen, for Panawe never lies, and never speaks
thoughtlessly."

"There must be some confusion. These are heights beyond me," said
Maskull calmly, but looking rather contemplative.

"Where do you come from?"

"From the planet of a distant sun, called Earth."

"What for?"

"I was tired of vulgarity," returned Maskull laconically. He
intentionally avoided mentioning his fellow voyagers, in order that
Krag's name should not come to light.

"That's an honourable motive," said Panawe. "And what's more, it may
be true, though you spoke it as a prevarication."

"As far as it goes, it's quite true," said Maskull, staring at him
with annoyance and surprise.