iously been in effect.

But Houston had known both men well, and neither of them was the kind of
man who would pull such a stunt, much less do it in such a stupid
manner.

Dorrine thought: _Well, Dave, this Harris case is out of our hands now;
we've got to concentrate on getting others into the Group--we've got to
find the other sane ones._

_You're ready to take over here, then?_ he asked.

* * * * *

At the table, several yards away from where Houston was sitting,
Dorrine, still looking at the book, smiled faintly.

_I'll have to; you're being transferred back to New York at six in the
morning._

Houston allowed a feeling of startled surprise to bridge the gap between
their minds. _How'd you know that?_ He hadn't told her, and she couldn't
have forced the knowledge from his mind. A telepath can open the mind
of a Normal as simply as he might open the pages of a book, but the mind
of another Controller is far stronger. One telepath couldn't force
anything from the mind of another; all thoughts had to be exchanged
voluntarily.

She was still smiling. _We've got a few spies in the UN now_, she told
him. _I got the information before you did._

_You knew before you left New York?_ he asked incredulously.

_That's right_, she thought. _The decision was made last night. Why?_

_Nothing_, he told her. _I was just surprised, that's all._ But deep
behind the telepathic barrier he had erected against her probing mind,
he was thinking something else. He had been assigned to London to
capture the Controller--then unknown--who was said to be active in
England. But his recall order had been decided upon _before_ Harris was
caught--or even suspected. Someone in the UN Psychodeviant Police
Supreme Headquarters in New York must have known that Harris would be
caught that day!

_Something's bothering you_, Dorrine stated flatly.

_I was thinking about leaving London_, he replied evasively. _I haven't
seen you for six months, and now I have to leave again._

_I'll be back in New York within three weeks_, the girl thought warmly.
_I'll be--_

Her thoughts were cut off suddenly by a strident voice in Houston's ear.
"Attention; all-band notice. Robert Bentley Harris, arraigned this
evening on a charge of illegal use of psychodeviant powers for the
purpose of compounding a felony, has been found guilty as charged. He
was therefore sentenced by the Lord Justice of Her Majesty's Court of
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