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〃Oh； oh；〃 he said mildly。 〃The lightning bolts of authority have been unleashed。〃 It was possible that he was being brave because he was twirling a baton that was really a blastick。 Ignoring his slur； I plowed on。 〃It is quite obvious that you must have had money to bribe the tunnel barrier guards。 Otherwise you never could have gotten Krak out and could never hope to get her back in。〃
〃Money？〃 said Snelz； tossing the baton aside and lighting a puffstick。 〃It would be far too dangerous to try to bribe those fellows： Hisst would hear about it for sure。〃 He looked at me through the smoke。 He saw I didn't believe him。 His face is not unhandsome in a sort of Devils…take…you mold： he didn't look afraid the way I'd made him look before。 I didn't think it was the blastick。 He had put it down。 What was I looking at here？ Some renewed pride？ Was his association with Heller pulling him back out of the depths？ He wasn't cringing！
In a patient tone of voice； he said； 〃Oh； I see。 You don't understand how we are operating to get her in and out。 Well； I suppose you should know； if it will ease your mind。 There was this transvestite 。 。 。〃
〃Snelz；〃 I threatened。 〃You had better not be spinning me some long string of lies！〃 He barked a small laugh。 〃Imagine that ing from you。 Anyway； you know of course that Camp Endurance； aside from being a cover for Spiteos traffic； is there to dispose of Apparatus personnel who are designated as 'unsuitable'…though I might ment that it seems impossible to get lower than the low。 How could anything be unsuitable for the Apparatus。 I'm in it。 You are too。〃 I put my hand on my beltgun。 He just laughed and blew a cloud of smoke。 〃So； as you in your lofty position may or may not know； they send in drafts from other Apparatus units； on or off this planet； for 'special training' at Camp Endurance： the 'special training' teaches them only how to die fast and fall； as a dead body； into the chasm。〃
〃Oh e off it； Snelz。 I know that。 That's why it's nicknamed 'Camp Kill。〃' 〃Well； I'm glad you do know something；〃 said Snelz。 〃I was beginning to wonder。〃 It crossed my mind that association with Heller absolutely ruined personnel！ 〃So； anyway；〃 he continued languidly； 〃when I realized that this operation might be ing up； I told my platoon to keep their eyes open。 And sure enough； there in an ining draft of kill…bait； they spotted just what we wanted。〃 He took another puff； blew it out and went on。 〃He was a fellow named Tweek。 There he was standing in what they call an 'ining garbage truck。' According to the records Timyjo managed to get a peek at； this Tweek had said 'no' when he should have said 'yes' to some horny senior and so； as you can't let that sort of thing happen and still have discipline…and warm bed panions…he was shipped to Camp Kill。
〃What we were looking for was someone that was the height and build of the Countess Krak。 And that was Tweek。 He was blond； similar eye color and even a little pretty； though of course；〃 and he let out an adoring sigh； 〃no real parison to the Countess who is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen。 Or anybody else has seen。〃
〃Get on with this；〃 I snapped。 A twinge of pain had hit my stomach at the mention of her qualities。
〃So we just kept track of the truckload。 When they stood them up on the chasm rim； one guy didn't get killed： Tweek！〃
〃That cost money to bribe the execution squad！〃 I snapped； remembering why I was talking to him at all。
〃Well； no； it didn't；〃 said Snelz。 〃They execute them in the evening so the action isn't spotted by chance overflights and it just happened that； courtesy of Timyjo； Tweek had a safety line on him。 When the execution guards had gone； we simply pulled up Tweek； hand over hand。 As instructed； he had fallen early before the stutterguns went off and aside from a minor bruise or two； he was fine。
〃We fed him up…you'd be amazed how they starve those garbage cargos…and by the time we needed him； I had him able to walk。 His hair had grown pretty long both from his own habits and his long trip from the planet Flisten and； for a transvestite； he looked good。
〃So what we did this afternoon was march a detachment of four men through the tunnels and Tweek was one of them。 When we got to the cubicle of Countess Krak； we stripped Tweek and then the Countess Krak dressed herself in his uniform。 Tweek got into her bed and there he is； snoring peacefully right this minute。〃
〃Aha！〃 I felt I had him there。 〃You had to give this Tweek freak money to get him to do that！〃
〃Money？〃 said Snelz。 〃I'm afraid we gave him something a lot more valuable than that。 We gave him his life。 And when we're through with this operation； we'll find a dead one in the recruitment drafts for Camp Endurance…they sometimes fight between the prisons where they get them and the outfit to which they're assigned…and give those papers to Tweek and simply put him in the platoon。 We're short several men； including the one whose skull you cracked。 He's getting well； by the way。 I'll have to teach you to hit harder one of these days。 Ah； well； where was I before you started carping about money？
〃Oh； yes。 At dawn；〃 Snelz continued； 〃when we're relieved here； we'll fly her back； march her in through the tunnels。 She and Tweek will change clothes and out will march Tweek。 And we'll just keep on doing that； day after day； from here onward。 The Countess Krak will be visible all day long； right in her own training room； and at night nobody ever dares go near the cubicle of the Countess Krak。 She has a reputation； you know。〃
〃Fine； fine；〃 I said。 〃But how did she get so well trained so fast to do a Fleet marine manual of arms！ And march drill！〃
〃Oh； didn't you see me down there training her one afternoon？ Oh； I remember…we stayed back of a couple of the big shock machines and you weren't much around。 She learns awful fast…must e from being such a good trainer herself。 But it was mostly me： I'm a pretty good drillmaster。 Don't you think I did a fine job？ It sure had you fooled today！〃 That made me savage。 〃（Bleep） you； you'd still need money to bribe your way in and out through the tunnel。 Troops can't go in there without authorization！〃
〃Oh； we have a reason。 We're taking out some training equipment for evening use and returning it each morning because the training department says it needs it in the day。〃
〃Even that would require money to buy a pass！ You can't move in and out of Spiteos without a stamped pass！〃
〃Oh； don't you remember？ You put your identoplate on a permanent pass for my platoon。〃 He looked at me with a bit of mischief in his eye。 〃And in case that expires； you put your identoplate on a permanent equipment demand。〃
〃I did no such thing！〃
〃Oh； yes； you did。 This morning。 Just before you woke up！〃 I was stunned。 The guard that had awakened me！ The dirty thief had picked my pocket of my identoplate and put it back in before he woke me up！
It made me furious。 〃Don't tell me Heller isn't paying you handsomely to do this； Snelz！〃 He looked at me wonderingly。 〃Well； I suppose he will one of these days。 Gris； what is all this （bleep） about money…money…money？ Do you think I'd take all this risk for just money？ You've got a