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"With the obvious exception of yourself," Lyad said, "everyone on the Griffin takes my orders at the moment." "Then just tell whoever's in charge of the yacht to let the squad in before there's any shooting. The Commissioner can get awfully short-tempered. Then get the guards away from that entry portal. That's for their own good." The Ermetyne nodded. "Will do." "All right.
"That Lyad Ermetyne now," he said, "looks as if she either already is part of the main problem or is working very hard to get there. She's had a Tranest warship stationed here for the past two weeks. A thing called the Aurora." Trigger was startled. "But warships aren't allowed in Manon System!" "It isn't in the system. It's stationed a half light-year away, where it has a legal right to be.
Mantelish wasn't in the least appeased by the fact that again at the Commissioner's suggestion Lyad had installed one minor new hypno-command which, she said, would clear up permanently his tendency toward attacks of dive sickness. But he just ran down finally and sat there, glowering at the Ermetyne now and then.
"Perhaps not," acknowledged Quillan. He grinned. "But I'm a modest man. One fortune's enough for me." "There was a time, you know," Lyad said, "when I was rather afraid it would be necessary to have you killed." Quillan laughed. "There was a time," he admitted, "when I suspected you might be thinking along those lines, First Lady! Didn't lose too much, did you?" "I lost enough!" Lyad said.
As an indication of its potential usefulness, the monster had provided them with a variety of working plasmoid robots, built to their own specifications. "What kind of specifications?" Trigger inquired. Lyad hadn't learned in detail, but some of the robots appeared to have demonstrated rather alarming possibilities. Those possibilities, however, were precisely what intrigued the hierarchy most.
She gave Trigger coolly speculative looks now and then. Then Virod showed up again with a flat tray of what turned out to be a very special brand of tobacco. Trigger declined. The men made connoisseur-type sounds of high appreciation, and everybody, including Lyad, lit up small pipes of a very special brand of coral and puffed away happily. Quillan looked up at Virod.
A few treaties will be considerably revised. And the whole hubbub about the plasmoids will be over." She nodded. "Because they can be made to work, you know. And very well!" Doctor Veetonia hadn't looked away from Trigger while Lyad was speaking. He said now, "My congratulations, First Lady! But the girl has not been convinced in the least that she should cooperate.
Balmordan: Balmordan had been a rather high-ranking Devagas Intelligence agent. Lyad had heard of him only recently. He had been in charge of the attempts to obtain 113-A. Lyad had convinced him that she would make a very dangerous competitor in the Manon area. She also had made information regarding her activities there available to him.
"Purse was open," he remarked significantly. "Uh-huh," Trigger agreed. "How's the doohinkus?" She laughed. "Safe and sound! Believe me." "Good," he said. He still looked somewhat puzzled. "Put the eye on Belchy for a few seconds then. We're taking Lyad along. I'll have to carry her now." "Right," Trigger said. She felt rather jaunty at the moment. She put the eye on Belchik. Belchik moaned.
"Well, I might some day. But not just yet." She smiled. "Let's let Lyad get a head start! Actually, it's just I've found out there are so many interesting things going on all around that I'd like to look them over a bit before I go charging seriously into a career again." She reached across the table and tapped Pilch's wrist. "And I'll show you one interesting thing that's going on right here!
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