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And now you're the secretary and assistant of the famous Precolonial Commissioner Holati Tate which makes you almost a participant in what may well turn out to be the greatest scientific event of the century.... I'm referring, of course," Plemponi added, "to Tate's discovery of the Old Galactic plasmoids." "Of course," agreed Trigger. "And what is all this leading up to, Plemp?"
Tell him that unless somebody rather promptly gives me a good sane reason for hanging around here, I'll ask Precol to transfer me back to the Manon job." Plemponi tut-tutted gloomily. "Trigger," he said, "I'll do my best about the message. But otherwise " She smiled nicely at him. "I know," she said, "your lips are sealed. Sorry if I've disturbed you, Plemp.
He studied her face for a moment. "Commissioner Tate gave me a message for you," he said suddenly. Trigger's eyes narrowed slightly. "When?" "The day after he left." Plemponi lifted a hand. "Now wait! You'll see how it was. He called in and said, and I quote, 'Plemp, you don't stand much of a chance at keeping secrets from Trigger, so I'll give you no unnecessary secrets to keep.
In this lane it has the right of way. You do not have the right of way. Got all that, Plemp?" "Are you sure?" Doctor Plemponi asked her bewilderedly. "Confound it! I shall blow my siren." He did. Trigger winced. "There!" Plemponi said triumphantly as the other driver veered off in fright. Trigger told herself to relax.
Fast work, Plemp, she thought approvingly. But it was Brule Inger's face that flashed into view on the ComWeb. Trigger's heart jumped. Her breath caught in her throat. "Brule!" she yelled then. She shot up out of her chair. "Where are you calling from?" Brule's eyes crinkled around the edges. He gave her the smile. The good old smile. "Unfortunately, darling, I'm still in the Manon System."
"He didn't say a thing about how long this situation might continue?" "No. I've given you the message word for word. My memory is excellent, Trigger." "So it could be more weeks? Or months?" "Yes. Possibly. I imagine...." Plemponi had begun to perspire. "Plemp," said Trigger, "will you give Holati a message from me?" "Gladly!" said Plemponi. "What oh, oh!" He flushed. "Right," said Trigger.
"Fine example you set the students!" she remarked. "Flying right into a hot gun range!" Doctor Plemponi, principal of the Colonial School, smiled soothingly. "Eight years ago, your father bawled me out for the very same thing, Trigger! Much more abusively, I must say. You know that was my first meeting with old Runser Argee, and I " "Plemp!"
She was a tall, lean, muscular slab of a woman, around forty. She gave Trigger a wink behind Plemponi's back. "We keep the chiropractors on stand-by duty when we go riding with Plemp." "Now then! Now then!" Doctor Plemponi said. "You distracted my attention for a moment, that's all.
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