 Why were the extraterrestrials not enchanted by Gabriel Lockard like the rest of the humans that were present?
Even the girl with him was growing restless, for she was accustomed to adulation herself, and next to Gabriel Lockard she was almost ordinary-looking. And that, coming on top of Gabriel Lockard's spectacular appearance, was too much. "Allow me to introduce you to Mrs. Gabriel Lockard," he said, bowing from his seated position toward the girl. Those odd creatures from Altair's seventh planet cared nothing for the welfare of the completely alien human beings; all they wanted was to feather their own pockets with interstellar credits, so that they could return to Vinau and buy many slaves. No Earth court could give an effective prison sentence to a creature whose life spanned approximately two thousand terrestrial years.
 They saw all humans as the same.
 They were more enchanted by the girl with him.  They were too intoxicated to care.  They saw all humans as the same.  They found him appaling.