 How does Loy Chuk communicate with Ned?
A scream of brakes, the splash into icy waters, a long descent into alkaline depths ... His car hit the white-painted wooden rail sideways, crashed through, tumbled down a steep slope, struck a huge boulder, bounced up a little, and arced outward, falling as gracefully as a swan-diver toward the inky waters of the Pit, fifty feet beneath.... Ned Vince was still dimly conscious when that black, quiet pool geysered around him in a mighty splash. Movement was slower now, as he began to sink, trapped inside his wrecked car. The ripples that had ruffled the surface waters in the Pit, quieted again to glassy smoothness. Lacking qualities identifiable as human, the disturbance was still like the babble of a group of workmen who have discovered something remarkable. Loy Chuk had flown his geological expedition out from the far lowlands to the east, out from the city of Kar-Rah. He could think and dream and invent, and the civilization of his kind was already far beyond that of the ancient Twentieth Century. Loy Chuk and his fellow workers were gathered, tense and gleeful, around the things their digging had exposed to the daylight. At last Loy Chuk gave a soft, chirping signal. The chant of triumph ended, while instruments flicked in his tiny hands. The final instrument he used to test the mummy, looked like a miniature stereoscope, with complicated details. In twittering, chattering sounds, he communicated his further knowledge to his henchmen. Medical and biological sciences were far advanced among Loy Chuk's kind. It might move, speak, remember its past! With infinite care it was crated in a metal case, and hauled into the flying machine. Loy Chuk's people had built their homes mostly underground, since the beginning of their foggy evolution. The mummy was taken to Loy Chuk's laboratory, a short distance below the surface. Fluids submerged it, slowly soaking from that hardened flesh the alkali that had preserved it for so long. The fluid was changed often, until woody muscles and other tissues became pliable once more. Still submerged in liquid, the corpse was submitted to a flow of restorative energy, passing between complicated electrodes. The cells of antique flesh and brain gradually took on a chemical composition nearer to that of the life that they had once known. Loy Chuk put an odd, metal-fabric helmet on its head, and a second, much smaller helmet on his own. At last, eager and ready for whatever might happen now, Loy Chuk pushed another switch.
 Loy Chuk has a device that converts his thoughts into English.
 Loy Chuk communicates with Ned through telepathy.  Loy Chuk has a device that translates his speech into English.  Loy Chuk has a device that lets him speak English.  Loy Chuk has a device that converts his thoughts into English.