 Who was the only one to listen and agree with Zotul?
"It is an outrage," said Koltan of the House of Masur, "that the Earthmen land among the Thorabians!" Zotul, youngest of the Masur brothers, stirred uneasily. Around the table sat the six brothers—Koltan, eldest and Director of the Pottery; Morvan, his vice-chief; Singula, their treasurer; Thendro, sales manager; Lubiosa, export chief; and last in the rank of age, Zotul, who was responsible for affairs of design. "It is a damned imposition," agreed Morvan, ignoring his father's philosophical attitude. Lubiosa, who had interests in Thorabia, and many agents there, kept his own counsel. "When your opinion is wanted, we will ask you for it. Zotul bowed his head meekly, but he burned with resentment. Zotul did not appreciate his father's approval, for it only earned him a beating as soon as the old man went to bed. However, they had Zotul to take it out upon, and they did. Still smarting, Zotul went back to his designing quarters and thought about the Earthmen. Speeches were made through interpreters, who had much too quickly learned the tongue of the aliens; hence these left much to be desired in the way of clarity, though their sincerity was evident. Zotul felt greatly cheered, for it refuted the attitude of his brothers without earning him a whaling for it. Accurate reporting, much less a newspaper, was unknown on Zur. After he had beaten his wife thoroughly for her foolishness, Zotul stamped off in a rage and designed a new ceramic stove, one that would accommodate the terrestrial pots very well. This, for some unknown reason and much to the disgust of the Lorians, was set up in Thorabia. Even Zotul bought a book—a primer in the Lorian language—and learned how to read and write. The remainder of the brothers Masur, on the other hand, preferred to remain in ignorance. "You didn't think so at first," Zotul pointed out, and was immediately sorry, for Koltan turned and gave him a hiding, single-handed, for his unthinkable impertinence. It would do no good, Zotul realized, to bring up the fact that their production of ceramic cooking pots had dropped off to about two per cent of its former volume. "Perhaps," said Zotul, "it is a good thing also, as you said before, and will result in something even better for us."
 Kalrab
 Koltan  Zotul's wife  Kalrab  Broderick