us thoughts revealed the big news.
"Do you know," the interpretive bank announced, "not only does this
being's home world have a moist atmosphere like that in his ship but two
thirds of the surface of his world is _liquid water_!"

Even the speculative bank was silent for a full two seconds after this
news. Then a hasty impulse was sent to the disciplinary corps and the
entire mind called into action. An extreme emergency upon which the fate
of the race hinged called for the utmost effort by even the humblest
members of the group.

The Rell worked diligently and many blind alleys were explored, but it
was not for some time that anyone thought of enquiring of the
not-too-bright feeding bank how they were managing to keep the mind
operating at considerably more than normal power with no frost within
feeding distance.

"We're taking moisture from the air," was the answer.

"Where is the moisture coming from?" the interpretive bank was asked.

The answer didn't take long. Rapid measurements supplied it. "Some of it
is vaporized frost but that wouldn't be enough for our needs. The only
other possibility is that moisture must be seeping away from either the
man or his ship despite his sureness that they were both airtight and
our own investigations which confirmed it."

They had maintained a cautious distance from the ship for the most part
despite the interpretive bank's assurance of no immediate danger. But
now they swarmed over both it and the spacesuit determined to detect the
leak.

They found none.

And now the man was returning to his ship.

"This is the last time," the mesh warned. It was now or never.

For a second there was conflict over control of the circuits to the
disciplinary corps which carried with it command of the organism during
the emergency. The speculative bank customarily assumed this
responsibility, but a slight schism had developed between it and the
interpretive bank. The latter's greater age and skill came into play and
victory was quickly won.

From the disciplinary corps came the order, "Stay close to the 'man'."

The interpretive bank explained, "He breathes the air so he'll have to
get to it some way."

The defeated speculative bank maintained a sulky silence.

Thus it was that the entire mind of the Rell rode into the interior of
the ship through the airlock while clustered around Brown.

The Rell had grasped that the man lived and traveled inside his ship and
the necessity