e your troubles, Hank."

Henry did. Speed Roggs looked disgusted. "Are you serious?" he asked,
and when Henry swore to cut Speed's throat on asking that again, went
on, "Women are space-mad!"

As Henry agreed, Roggs said, "The one thing you don't understand about
Don Manton is that he was maladjusted. He couldn't stay still, he always
wanted what he couldn't have. That goes for his feelings for women,
too."

Henry looked up with bloodshot eyes nearly popping out of his head.

Roggs kept going. "Don and Phoebe never got along once they were
married. It was Manton's fault. Like all explorers he was unhappy over
his lot and looked beyond the rainbow. In fact, he told me once that the
only reason he went in for exploring space was to get away from his
wife."

Henry Weller suddenly rocked with laughter. He got to his feet, took
Roggs, and went to his room, still laughing. He lay on the bed for half
an hour. At the end of that time he sat up.

"Tell the manager I won't be here for supper," he said to Speed. "I've
got a little trip to make."

"Where are you going?"

"Home, to give the good tidings to my wife."

Henry's fibroid house looked about the same. He parked the plane and let
himself in by the roof door and down the extension staircase. He found
Phoebe in the kitchen bent over a pot, and at sound of him she turned. A
near-smile flickered in her blue eyes.

"Phoebe ..."

"Henry ..."

They laughed together. Henry wanted to tell her what he knew as bitterly
and maliciously as possible, but he simply opened his mouth a few times.
He couldn't say it. Everyone is entitled to an illusion and this was
Phoebe, his blonde wench, his wife, his woman. He looked a bit sick.

She smiled. "Come into the dining room."

The three-dimensional picture had been rolled up into the corner. Henry
promised to put it away in the cellar and clean up the cellar as soon as
he could. Phoebe said that her first husband had never liked to stay
home, he'd always been afraid to live normally.

"I was wrong about the picture," she told him, "and I didn't know till I
saw you leave the house."

It goes without saying that Henry and his Phoebe lived happily ever
after, but it is perhaps not so well known that Phoebe was left with a
little disposal problem, too. She had a rough time finding a buyer (in
secret, of course) for her brand-new humandroid, who looked and behaved
and talked so exactly like that well-known flyer, Speed Roggs...