An agent, sent to a distant planet where those with telepathic powers are banished, and ordered to find the person with the ability to move objects by thought, discovers to his horror that he is telepathic.
This is one of the first science fiction books that I read and a copy of it has traveled with me through life for decades to be periodically re-read.
The word for this book is, evocative. The book opens with a Captain Cromwell of the smuggler Cosmic Wind landing on the exile colony of Engo. That world, soaked in the ghastly glow of its orange moon, holds a steadily decreasing population of miserable telepaths, condemned there by the Federation on behalf of a galaxy of those who fear the rape of their private thoughts by those with such powers. Engo is the loneliest place in the Milky Way, on the edge of the great galactic gulf to the Andromeda Galaxy. No other stars light the storm-tossed night sky of Engo, with its giant, weeping, Agora trees and sighing stands of Bulla glass on the edges of its black water rivers. Engo is a sigh of despair, an unshed tear and the stage for the battle for humanities soul.
This should indicate both Jean and Jeff Sutton as the authors. An excellent book, one of my favorite SF novels when I was a teenager. I read it from my home town library and remembered it so long that I finally had to track down a copy. Really had that old "sense of wonder" to it.
This was nice. It's quite short, but it does some decent world building. The story is not bad either, although most of the mysteries are not that mysterious. Most are guessable.