TORYL pointed the small crypterpreter toward the wooden, horseshoe-shaped sign. The sign's legend was carved in bright yellow letters. Sartan, Toryl's companion, watched up and down the open highway for signs of life. In seconds the small cylindrical mechanism completed the translation. The sign said: The two aliens smiled at each other. Unaccustomed to oral conversation, they exchanged thoughts. " The crypterpreter worked incredibly fast. The language is quite simple. It would seem safe to proc