 What does Roger respect about the captors?
JUDAS RAM BY SAM MERWIN, Jr. Illustrated by JAMES VINCENT [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Galaxy Science Fiction December 1950. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] If it only had a lease that could be broken— Roger Tennant, crossing the lawn, could see two of the three wings of the house, which radiated spoke-like from its heptagonal central portion. The wing on the left was white, with slim square pillars, reminiscent of scores of movie sets of the Deep South. That on the right was sundeck solar-house living-machine modern, something like a montage of shoeboxes. Dana was lying under a tree near the door, stretched out on a sort of deck chair with her eyes closed. She wore a golden gown, long and close-fitting and slit up the leg like the gown of a Chinese woman. Above it her comely face was sullen beneath its sleek cocoon of auburn hair. Involuntarily he glanced down at the tartan shorts that were his only garment to make sure that they were on properly. He had thought them up in a moment of utter boredom and they were extremely comfortable. However, the near-Buchanan tartan did not crease or even wrinkle when he moved. Their captors had no idea of how a woven design should behave. He stood over her and looked down until she turned away her reddening face. He said, "So it's going to be you again, Dana. "I don't even want to think about him," said Tennant. He could sense the restless stirring of the woman within Dana, just as he could feel the stirring toward her within himself—desire that both of them loathed because it was implanted within them by their captors. Within the dome of the barrier, it looked more like a well-kept if bizarre little country estate. There was clipped lawn, a scattering of trees, even a clear little brook that chattered unending annoyance at the small stones which impeded its flow.
 They are bold enough to hunt humans in their own habitat
 They are adept at concealing themselves on Earth  They represent the pinnacle of human evolution  They have treated the captives with compassion  They are bold enough to hunt humans in their own habitat