angle that UT problem, and I wanted to
do it for him. The mirror link was complete the first day, but I'm
afraid the extra days made it indelible. He'll always be me in his
mind, and mirrors will never look right to him."

* * * * *

"It's so simple, it's obvious," said Donahue with disappointment. "It
doesn't sound like magic to me."

The youth was thoughtful, frowning. "Sometimes it doesn't to me
either. I wonder if the ghost of my grandfather was telling me the
right--"

"Forget the ghost of your grandfather," Donahue interrupted hastily.
On his few space trips he could never get used to this business of
floating eerily around in the air, and it seemed a poor time to talk
about ghosts. "What about Bryce Carter. What became of him? You know,"
he said defiantly, "I like his plans for organizing the Belt and
breaking UT. And, come to think of it, if I had been there when you
were interfering with _that_, I think I would have shot you myself."

"UT had only hired me to find the organizer of the smuggling ring and
persuade him to disband his organization in UT. I had done that. So
the third day, when I could walk, I left the hospital and went back to
Earth, and collected my fee for a job done. Many people had vanished
suddenly from their payrolls, and the crime statistics in some cities
had shown a startling lull. They knew I had done it, and so they paid
and were grateful." The dark youth shrugged. "I didn't feel I had to
tell them about Orillo. He tipped the police and started a rumor, and
there was evidence enough in the crime statistics of the months
before, when they were correlated with the distribution of branches of
Union Transport, though there was nothing to point at anyone in
particular except the ones who had disappeared."

Donahue remembered. "Sure that's that investigation of transportation
monopolies that raised such a stink last year. I saw part of it in
Congress."

Pierce handed him a travel folder. Gaudily illustrated, it advertised
the advantages of the C&O lines for space tourists. "Carter and
Orillo."

Donahue looked up, puzzled, "But this is the next step in what he
planned. I thought you changed him."

"Mahatma Gandhi would have followed out those plans," Pierce said with
a touch of grimness. "As you pointed out, they are attractive. But I
changed him. I won't give you personality dynamics, but if you want a
list of changes--He's married to Sheila Wesley, t