″There's a lot more to human beings than the time they carry around inside them, but it's different with the men in gray.
Stolen time is all they consist of, and that disappears in a flash when they're exposed to temporal suction.
It escapes like air from a burst balloon, the only difference being that a balloon's skin survives.
In their case, there's nothing left at all.″ Momo knit her brow and thought hard.
″Wouldn't it be possible,″ she asked at length, ″to make time run backwards all over the world?
Only for a little while, I mean. It wouldn't matter if people grew a tiny bit younger, but the time-thieves would be reduced to nothing.″
The professor smiled again. ″A splendid idea, I grant you, but I'm afraid it wouldn't work.
The two currents are in balance, you see. If you cancelled one, the other would vanish too. Then there'd be no time left...″
He broke off and pushed his omnivision glasses up so that they rested on his forehead. ″On the other hand...″ he murmured.
Momo watched him expectantly as he paced up and down the room a few times, lost in thought, and Cassiopeia followed him with her wise old eyes.
At length he sat down again. ″You've given me an idea,″ he said, ″but I couldn't put it into practice unaided.″ He looked down at the tortoise.
″Cassiopeia, my dear, I'd like your opinion on something. What's the best thing to do when you're under siege?″
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