You see in the gulf cart a clipboard having a list printed of animals needed for present, urgent, and future orders.
"This for me?" you ask the Doctor.
He looks your way, then returns to a serious face and drives on.
"Marking your list and checking it twice we need to see who's naughty or nice..." you sing as the Doctor halts the cart and points.
"What?' you ask as if your little ditty song bothered the great man.
"The Oak tree you and Florence sat under when talking. Look at it, look closely about six feet up from the base. See the trunk, the two knotholes set equal apart, a small knot below, then just below those a large black knot. Look just to the sides of the two equal knots see the bumps. Look up above the knots at two main libs stretching upward the branches five from each main bow spreading out into finer limb and growing branches." says the Doc having you look and look close.
"Dam tree looks almost............................human! That was a person you killed them as being a plant a tree!" you exclaim at the utter terror thinking as what the poor person felt.
Standing up out of the cart Thule eyes you closely.
"She was the one who almost ruined me and stopped the Foundation in its tracks. A woman, evil in her intended idea was going to stop me from what I enjoy! I fed her one of my exotic blends and had her sedated, then potted, and set in the greenhouse to keep warm and grow. She screamed a lot until the wood fibre began to wedge its way into her body and organs. She was not a pretty sight as the plant eats away the flesh drinking her blood and from decomposure what was her bore a oak tree to grow. I felt sorry for her at the last, two fleshed eyes attached to a brain half changed to wood fibre the eys moved. I think she was thinking, reasoning and able to visualize herself right till the bark closed over her eyes. Oh but that was ten plus years ago and just look at her now! She grants shade in Summertime while offers a magestic shape during Winter. I think she is better off a tree than a meddling woman, don't you think?" asked Thule.
"Let get on with the tour!" you mumble as Doctor climbs into the cart and your off.