ns than he had dimes.... "Oh, you're Barbara
Warner, then."

"Why, of course; but my friends call me 'Bobby'. Didn't you--but of
course you didn't--you never read passenger lists. If you did, you'd've
got a tingle, too."

"I got plenty of tingle without reading, believe me. However, I never
expected to----"

"Don't say it, dear!" She got up and took both his hands in hers. "I
know how you feel. I don't like to let you ruin your career, either, but
_nothing_ can separate us, now that we've found each other. So I'll tell
you this." Her eyes looked steadily into his. "If it bothers you the
least bit, later on, I'll give every dollar I own to some foundation or
other, I swear it."

He laughed shamefacedly as he took her in his arms. "Since that's the
way _you_ look at it, it won't bother me a bit."

"Uh-huh, you _do_ mean it." She snuggled her head down into the curve of
his neck. "I can tell."

"I know you can, sweetheart." Then he had another thought, and with
strong, deft fingers he explored the muscles of her arms and back. "But
those acrobatics in plus gee--and you're trained down as hard and fine
as I am, and it's my business to be--how come?"

"I majored in Physical Education and I love it. And I'm a Newmartian,
you know, so I teach a few courses----"

"Newmartian? I've heard--but you aren't a colonial; you're as Terran as
I am."

"By blood, yes; but I was born on Newmars. Our actual and legal
residence has always been there. The tax situation, you know."

"I don't know, no. Taxes don't bother me much. But go ahead. You teach a
few courses. In?"

"Oh, bars, trapeze, ground-and-lofty tumbling, acrobatics, aerialistics,
high-wire, muscle-control, judo--all that kind of thing."

"Ouch! So if you ever happen to accidentally get mad at me you'll tie me
right up into a pretzel?"

"I doubt it; very seriously. I've tossed lots of two-hundred-pounders
around, of course, but they were _not_ space officers." She laughed
unaffectedly as she tested his musculature much more professionally and
much more thoroughly than he had tested hers. "Definitely I couldn't. A
good big man can always take a good little one, you know."

"But I'm not big; I'm just a little squirt. You've probably heard what
they call me?"

"Yes, and I'm going to call you 'Babe', too, and mean it the same way
they do. Besides, who wants a man a foot taller than she is and twice as
big? You're just _exactly_ the right size!"

"That's spreadin