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I went back and got some of the counterfeit out of the bag。 I left the girl hidden。 I returned and waved the notes。
〃If you will tell me everything you know about one Jettero Heller； a bat engineer； who acpanied you on your last patrol； this is yours。〃 He went back and they put their heads together。 They whispered for quite a while。 I could see their various ranks from their conduct。 A Fleet patrol craft does not have Royal officersthere are too many patrol craft。 The 〃captain〃 is called a 〃craftleader。〃 He has two sub…officer pilots； a subofficer engineer and odds and ends of specialists who attend to things like finance and food and then a few mon spacers。 You could see who was who in the deference paid to whispers。 They sort of consulted by chain of mand。 But awfully democratic。 They're different than the Army； it is said； because of living so tight together and at such long times in space。
They seemed to be resistant so I said； 〃With this you can bribe food。〃 Soams came back to the grate and looked at the money I still held。 〃It isn't enough；〃 he said。
I went back in the other cell and got a few more bills。 It appeared to be enough。 Aha； I thought。 Heller's charm isn't enough to prevent singing birds。
They made a drill of it。 That's sort of the way Fleet is。 A man would step up； speak his piece； then step back and another would step ahead and speak up。
And of all the sickening drivel I have ever listened to in my whole life； that period in Spiteos talking with that crew topped it。
Heller was a tall； very handsome officer。 Heller knew exactly what he was doing。 Heller was brave and afraid of nothing。 Heller had an excellent singing voice。 Heller did thoughtful things； illustrated by bandaging up the medical rating when an airlock slammed on him。 Heller was amusing in that he told jokes when things looked grim…examples included。
Absolutely； utterly sickening！
Finally they stood back and Soams reached out and took the money。 I had meant to snatch it back but he was too quick。
I looked them over。 According to the dream…and it was amazing how closely they resembled themselves in the dream…they had said they knew more than that。 I was sure they did。
I went back and got some more money。 Imagine paying for such useless trivia！ But I had no choice。 I would trick them in the end。
Now began parade number two： Heller was very athletic。 He held a racing record。 He scared them to death once walking with magnetic shoes up to the top of the hull just to get a measurement of waves the interior of the ship was cancelling： he hadn't been able to find a safety line aboard that was long enough and so； four hundred miles above Blito…P3； he went walking on the top of the ship carrying some meter； and no safety line。 Stuff like that。 Sheer drivel。
They were done。 Soams reached through the bars and took the money。 But I could sense they were holding something back。 A couple looked at each other secretively。
I went and got the food。 I was mad enough by then to take a real satisfaction in it。 They would soon be dead！
Instead of being impressed by these gaudy cans… they would look and taste just like the real thing and death would follow in minutes…this nut Soams said； 〃Where you getting all this stuff？ You couldn't carry it in your arms。〃 I went back and got the magic bag to show them。 I didn't show them it was a magic bag。
And then； catastrophe！ That （bleeping） girl； curious about where I was disappearing to； or maybe looking for a possible way to escape； peeked out of that cell！
Soams saw her！ （Bleep） her。 She deserves everything that must have e to her。
〃A girl？〃 said Soams。
〃A girl？〃 chorused the rest of the idiots。 They crowded up to the grate； peeking one after the other。
Oh； well； I knew I had them then。 They went back and put their heads together and whispered by chain of mand and ship department。 And then Soams came back to the grate。
〃You want to know something about Heller； don't you？〃 he said。 And seeing my eagerness； he continued。 〃Well； we know something about Heller that it is vital you should know。 In fact； knowing it could save your life！〃 That was what I wanted。
〃Down here；〃 and he kicked the bottom of the door； 〃there is a food slot。 They seldom put anything through it but it is big enough to slide that girl through。 She looks small。 And it is big enough to slide that bag you're holding through。〃
〃All right；〃 I said。 〃You tell me and I'll slide them through。〃
〃Oh； no；〃 said Soams。 〃You'd just walk off。 After all； you're armed。 You could open the door and take them out again if you didn't like it。〃 What could I do？ I slid in the bag。 Then； with more hope than effect； I tried to wrestle the girl down and shove her through。 She had the long nails they cultivate in the Flisten back country to show they never work。 I did not want to get scratched。
Then one of the spacers came to the grate and he said something in one of those outlandish tongues nobody can talk and the girl instantly went dead still。 I thought to myself that spacers really got around。 She went through the tight slot without another protest。
Soams took the food cans。 He looked at the money。 He looked at the bag。 He looked at the bundle of sexual tricks。 He looked at the girl； lying very quietly now inside the big cell。 I held my breath。 Ah； he nodded。
The craftleader came up very close to the bars。 He said； 〃And here is your information。 Heed it and it will benefit you。〃 I was all ears。
〃When Heller；〃 said the craftleader； 〃gets word of what has happened to us； he will kill you with his bare hands！ Run like mad and maybe it will save your life！〃 Of course my immediate impulse was to smash the door open and snatch those things back。 I even could have shot through the bars。 But I couldn't see all the walls in there and they looked dangerous。
The Hells with them。
I stalked up the passageway； ignoring their catcalls and cries of 〃drunk！〃 I should stick to orthodox psychology。 My original dream analysis had been correct。 Only thirst had caused me to act otherwise。 The real reason was a censored desire for sexual intercourse with my mother。
I told the guard officer I was through。 I even tossed down the pass for the girl。 But she wouldn't need it。 They would all soon be dead as she'd eat some of that food as well！ I was confident I had handled that scene perfectly。
Chapter 4
With one less worry on my mind； I addressed my attention to the crash of the patrol craft。 Actually； it was sort of like the Apparatus not to follow through on a project and I didn't want Lombar ing down on me suddenly with a 〃Why didn't you take care of that？〃 as he had in the original kidnapping。
So； much to the consternation of my driver； instead of going back to Government City； I directed him to fly along a little…used traffic route toward the Blike Mountains。 He had lots of fuel。 We had lots of food and sweetbuns； thanks to Heller。 I had my needle blastrifle and game bag。 But I told myself that this was duty； pure duty。 And thus it was that we flew and flew。
There was no sign of any crashed spacecraft。 I worked it all out。 If the crew had arrived at Spiteos forty…eight hours late； then it wa