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The point of it, Holati Tate explained, was that this had been more activity than 113-A normally displayed over a period of a week. And 113-A was easily the most active plasmoid of them all nowadays. "It is, of course, possible," Mantelish said, arousing from deep thought, "that it was attracted by your body odor." "Thank you, Mantelish!" said Trigger. "You're welcome, my dear."
"You will oversimplify grossly, of course, but it should do for the moment. At a more leisurely time I shall be glad to give Trigger an accurate description of the processes." Trigger smiled at him. "Thank you, Professor!" She took her second sip of the Puya. Not bad. "Well, Mantelish was dosing this plasmoid with mild electrical stimulations," Holati went on.
And he had the faster ship. Four minutes after the first shots were exchanged, the Aurora blew up. The ripped hunk of the Aurora's hull which the Commissioner presently brought into the lock appeared to have had three approximately quarter-inch holes driven at a slant through it, which subsequently had been plugged again. The plugging material was plasmoid in character.
"I'm not enough of a biologist to make an educated guess. What it seems to boil down to is that they might. Which would be enough to tempt a lot of people to gamble very high for a chance to get control of the plasmoid process and we know definitely that some people are gambling for it." "How do you know?" "We've been working a couple of leads here.
They built the substation. They built the armed subterranean observer's dome three days' travel away from it. The plasmoid was installed in its new quarters. It then requested the use of the Vishni Fleet people for further experimentation. The hierarchy was glad to grant the request. It would have had to get rid of those too well informed hirelings in any case.
Mantelish, Holati Tate, Lyad and Trigger stayed at camp. Luscious looked very lonely. "It isn't just the king plasmoid they're hoping to catch there," the Commissioner told Trigger. "And I wouldn't care, frankly, if the thing stayed lost the next few thousand years. But we had a very odd report last week.
"What kind of plasmoids?" He shrugged. "They don't amount to much, from what I heard. Small stuff. But definitely plasmoid. It looks like somebody might have done some experimenting there for a while. And not long ago." "Did they find the big one?" "Not yet. No trace of any people on Luscious either." He chewed his lip thoughtfully for a moment.
That covers it, I think." They looked at each other for a moment. "With the information you got from Balmordan," Trigger remarked, "you should still be able to make a very good dicker with the Council, First Lady. I understand they're very eager to get the plasmoid mess straightened out quietly." Lyad lifted one shoulder in a brief shrug. "Perhaps," she said. "Let's move!" said Trigger.
He did not understand immediately what he saw, but he realized the probable importance of understanding it. He had the plasmoids and their lifeless human research object transferred to the Devagas ship and settled down to observe what they did. Released, the working plasmoid went back immediately to its task. It completed it. Then Balmordan and, presumably, the plasmoids waited. Nothing happened.
There had been no previous indications that the U-League's screening of its scientists, in connection with the plasmoid find, might have been strategically loused up from the start. But as things stood, he did look on the event with very considerable skepticism. Doctor Azol's death, in that particular form, seemed too much of a coincidence.
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