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airs。 I hoped it got bloodstained before the day was out！
〃You'll have to postpone any other work you have for today；〃 I said。 〃You have a physical readiness appointment。〃 He laughed。 〃I think I'm ready。 I'm in pretty good shape； actually。 I was about to run around the hangar for a workout before the crews came this morning。〃
〃May I sit down？〃 I said and did。 〃Jettero； you don't understand espionage。 That's why I am here to guide you。 In the place where we are going； they do ALL their police records with identifying marks。 If you have any identifying marks； you can be spotted； just like that！〃 And I snapped my fingers。
He shook his head。 〃I don't have any。〃
〃Hah！〃 I said。 I reached over and grabbed the glistening white cloth and pulled it aside to bare his shoulder。 I secretly hoped the cloth would tear。 〃What do you call that？〃 And I pointed to where Lombar's paralysis dagger had left a small white scar。 〃Do you see？〃 I let go and the jumper sprang back in place。 I looked at his face searchingly。 For a bat engineer who had been through all the battles and adventures he had； he certainly had few marks on him。
Then I found one。 Just at the outer edge of his right eyebrow there was a tiny scar。 The very thing！ Through it one could enter between the temple and the overeye bone。
〃So；〃 I said； triumphantly； 〃there's two already。〃 And I pointed to the eyebrow scar。
〃Oh； that；〃 he laughed。 〃You won't believe this but I was with a campaign on a primitive planet once。 I had to get into a stockaded village。 And I got hit with a stone…headed arrow！ Honestly。 A bow and arrow！ The on…board doctor who fixed it laughed and laughed over it。 I was standing there with a blastgun ready to shoot and got hit with an arrow！ Hilarious。 Had the whole squadron laughing。 It's nothing。〃
〃It's an identifying mark；〃 I said impressively。 〃Where we're going； they would see that and recognize at once you were from Voltar。 Pick you up like that！〃 And I snapped my fingers to emphasize it。
Heller exploded with laughter。 〃We don't use bows and arrows on Voltar！ Look around； Soltan。 You see any？〃 He thought it was screamingly funny。 He laughed and laughed。 I hoped he choked。
I could see I was getting nowhere on that course； so I went into my second argument。 I had spent hours on this project； all aspects of how to lure him into an operation。 〃Well； that may or may not be；〃 I said a bit sternly。 〃But it doesn't get around Regulation 534279765 Part A； Paragraph 1！ It distinctly states that no one with identifying marks may be landed on Earth！ So there！〃 He had stopped laughing。 〃You have the regulations here to show me； of course。〃 Well； I couldn't do that。 I had just made it up。 But I can think pretty fast。 〃You know of Book of Space Codes Number a…36…544 M Section B； prohibiting landing and disclosure of extraterrestrial identity。〃 He knew of that； yes。
〃The identifying marks regulation I just gave you is a secret court interpretation of it。 We're bound by it； you know。〃 Heller shook his head。 〃I confess I have not seen it。 And if that interpretation is Apparatus； I'm Fleet。 I'm not bound by it。〃 It was plain I was not progressing。 But the psychology of Blito…P3 had not yet been brought into play。 This is the real standby of my personal tradecraft。 Nobody ever knew； until these disclosures here； that I owed my success to it。
A child； it says； when denied the things it wants； often goes into what is called a tantrum； which is one of their scientific terms。 Adults； faced with it； usually recoil and surrender。 I went into Stage One of a tantrum。
〃You；〃 I pouted； 〃are just trying to make my job difficult。 You are an old meany。〃 It is a magic psychological term； an incantation phrase。 Right away； I could see it was having an affect。 Heller looked at me； puzzled。
I went into Stage Two： negation。 〃If you don't go with me for your physical readiness appointment； I WILL NOT STAMP ANY MORE PLETION ORDERS FOR YOU！〃 I shouted the last in a proper pitch and wail。
It was working。 He was peering at me； perplexed。
I went into Stage Three： convulsive denial。 I fell on the floor on my back； I writhed。 I beat my heels against the floor in a furious tattoo； simulating an epileptiform seizure。 It is that which gets them。 The secret is that an epileptiform seizure also occurs in death： the adults fear the child is in the last convulsions of dying。 I was watching carefully out of the corner of my eye。
It really was working！ He took a long sigh…the textbook response…and rolled his eyes up to heavens。
Stage Four is putting a piece of soap in the mouth and frothing and I had the soap all ready。 I was also ready to go into Stage Five which is the simulated death rattle。
I didn't have to！
Heller said； 〃Oh； for Gods sakes； Soltan！ You don't have to put on a phony act！ If my not going will get you into trouble with Lombar Hisst； I'll e along！〃 I had him！
Outside I told the subofficer and guard to stay by the ship。 Heller would be gone for the day。
We took off。
Earth psychology works every time！ Not as pleasant； of course； as a Bugs Bunny activity。 But every bit as effective！ Those psychologists and psychiatrists on Earth have it down pat！ They can fool the suckers every time！ Absolute masters of cold…blooded deception and chicanery！
Satisfyingly cruel； too。 Just like my plans for today。
PART ELEVEN
Chapter 1
〃Well； well；〃 said Heller as we flew in。 〃Pausch Hills suburbs。 An improvement over the operating rooms of Spiteos。〃 Ske was taking a low approach to the Widow Tayl's estate。 〃Oh； yes； indeed。 I knew what I was doing when I persuaded you。 You were very wise to e along。 Everything will be just lovely。 Nothing but the best。〃 And I pointed out the sign on the gate； Sacred Memorial Hospital Preserved in Memory of My Beloved Husband Too bad； I thought to myself； that we can't bury you the same way。 〃A specialist doctor； the top of his profession； will take wonderful care of you。〃 You crew…corrupting （bleepard）。 I smiled。 We landed。 〃Well； here we are and out you get。〃 Prahd was standing way over outside the miniature hospital door。 He had a surgical； aseptic mask on。 He was holding a glittering pair of forceps in his hand。 The sun flashed on the polished metal as he opened and closed them。
Heller jumped down out of the airbus。 He took a deep breath of the fragrant； blossom…laden air and stretched。 Then he started across the lawn and past the swimming bath toward Bittlestiffender。 I could hardly contain my glee： he had taken the bait； I had him！
Over under the blossoming trees； I had not seen the Widow Tayl。 She was standing there in the shadows。 She had not moved forward。 She was just standing there。 Her mouth was half…open； her eyes round。 She was holding one hand to her breast as though finding it hard to breathe。 I thought to myself that she was； unfortunately； really developing a case on me。 〃Adoration fixation；〃 they call it： the inexplicable attraction of the female for a virile and handsome male。 I regretted having this effect on women at the moment。 I had other business in mind。 I hastened to keep up with Heller。
〃Doctor Bittlestiffender；〃 I said。 〃Here is your 。 。 。 patient。〃 I ha