has it made. The place is stagnating. I wouldn't be
surprised to see Tommy Paine show up there sooner or later."

Ronny said, "Look, since we've known each other, have I ever said anything
you agree with?"

Tog raised her delicate eyebrows. "Why, Ronny. You know perfectly well we
both agreed that the eggs for breakfast were quite inedible."

Ronny came to his feet again. Considering her size, she certainly was an
irritating baggage. "I think I'll go to my room and see if I can get any
inspirations on tracking down our quarry."

"Good night, Ronny," she said demurely.

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They ran into a minor difficulty upon arrival at New Delos. The captain
called both Ronny Bronston and Tog Lee Chang Chu to the bridge.

He nodded in the direction of the communications screen. A bald headed,
robed character--obviously a priest--scowled at them.

Captain Woiski said, "The Sub-Bishop informs me that the provisional
government has ruled that any spacecraft landing on New Delos cannot take
off again without permission and that every individual who lands, even
United Planets personnel, will need an exit visa before being allowed to
depart."

Ronny said, "Then you can't land?"

The captain said reasonably, "My destination is Merlini. I've gone out of
my way slightly to drop you off here. But I can't afford to take the
chance of having my ship tied up for what might be an indefinite period.
Evidently, there's considerably civil disorder down there."

From the screen the priest snapped, "That is an inaccurate manner of
describing the situation."

"Sorry," the captain said dryly.

Ronny Bronston said desperately, "But, captain, Miss Tog and I simply have
to land." He reached for his badge. "High priority, Bureau of
Investigation."

The captain shrugged his hefty shoulders. "Sorry, I have no instructions
that allow me to risk tying up my ship. Here's a possibility. Can you
pilot a landing craft? I could spare you one, then you and your assistant
would be the only ones involved. You could turn it over to whatever Space
Forces base we have here."

Ronny said miserably, "No. I'm not a space pilot."

"I am," Tog said softly. "The idea sounds excellent."

"We shall expect you," the Sub-Bishop said. The screen went blank.

Tog Lee Chang Chu piloted a landing craft with the same verve that she
seemed to be able to handle any other responsibility. As he sat in the
seat next to h