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Maulbow didn't answer. Gefty edged back into the map room, tentatively grasped the transparent stuff above Kerim's shoulder. To his surprise, it parted like wet tissue. He pulled sharply, and in a moment Kerim came peeling herself out of it, her face tear-stained, working desperately with hands, elbows and shoulders. "Gefty," she gasped, "he ... Mr. Maulbow "
There was, of course, some supporting evidence ... primarily the improbable appearance of their surroundings. The pencil-thin fire-spouter and the sleazy-looking "restrainer" had a sufficiently unfamiliar air to go with Maulbow's story; but as far as Gefty knew, either of them could have been manufactured in the Hub.
Gefty looked at the pale, lax face, the half-shut eyes, shook his head and left the cabin, locking it behind him. It mightn't be Maulbow's doing, but having the big snake loose in the storage could, in fact, make things extremely awkward now.
The companies he had doing the actual work appeared to have a terrible time getting everything exactly the way Mr. Maulbow wanted it There's nothing that looks like a set of keys in those first two suitcases, Gefty." "Well," Gefty said, "if you don't find them in the others, you might start thumping around to see if he's got secret compartments in his luggage somewhere."
They are not life but show characteristics of life even of intelligent life. If you can imagine radiant energy being capable of conscious hostility...." There was a chill at the back of Gefty's neck. "A big, fast-moving light?" "Yes!" Sharp concern showed suddenly in the voice from the passage. "You ... when did you see that?" Gefty glanced at the screens. "Twice since you've been talking.
Gefty looked around from the table-shelf where he had laid out his tools, and said, "He hasn't stirred. His suitcases are over there. I've unlocked them." Kerim gazed at what showed in the screens about the control console and shivered slightly. She said, "I was thinking, Gefty ... isn't there something they call Space Three?" "Sure. Pseudospace. But that isn't where we are.
Three arms shot out; wiry fingers caught the three spin-locks simultaneously, began to whirl them. Gefty said, staring, "Kerim, it's going to ..." The janandra didn't. The motion checked suddenly, was reversed. The locks drew tight again. The janandra swung back from the door, lifting half its length upwards, big head weaving about as it inspected the tool racks overhead.
The left side of his face felt pushed out of shape; his left eye wasn't functioning too well, and there was a severe pulsing ache throughout the top of his head. But Gefty felt happy. There were a few qualifying considerations. "Of course," he pointed out to Kerim, "all we can really say immediately is that we're back in normspace and somewhere in the galaxy." She smiled shakily.
She was scared, of course, but taking the situation very well. Gefty said carefully, "There're a number of possibilities. It's obvious that the Queen has been knocked out of normspace, and it may take some time to find out how to get her back there. But the main thing is that the ship's intact. So far, it doesn't look too bad." Miss Ruse seemed somewhat reassured.
But they weren't his plans ... they were the janandra's. He wasn't exactly its servant. I suppose you'd have to say he was something like a pet animal." Kerim said incredulously, "But that isn't possible! Think of how intelligently Mr. Maulbow ..." "He was following instructions," Gefty said. "The janandra let him know whatever it wanted done.
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