twice."

"Because no one else could afford it?"

"I didn't say that. Most people tire of life. I don't."

Years of experience had accustomed the lawyer to these interviews. The
purring cameras failed to distract him. In fact, he almost relished the
buzz of competent confusion around him.

"How long does the trip take?"

"Two hundred and fifty days out, the same back, and ninety days on the
planet."

"Don't you find that a tedious journey?"

"Long, yes. Tedious, no. Don't forget, one has expectations. Besides,
the early trips from Earth to Jupiter took twice as long."

"Now they take four days."

"No doubt, but that doesn't alter the argument."

"Mr. Delman, what is the speed of change?"

"You mean the rate at which the burden of years drops from one's
shoulders?"

"Yes, sir."

"Almost exactly one year for every twenty-four hours spent on the
planet."

"So that, in ninety days, you're ninety years younger?"

"Correct."

"How old are you now, sir?"

* * * * *

Delman scratched his head reflectively. The reporters laughed.

"That's a difficult question. So far as natural decay is concerned, I
think I'm a hundred and fifteen. Of course, my actual life-span has been
nearer three hundred and eighty-seven; but please don't credit me with
being a Methuselah. I've a long way to go yet."

"Is it a fact that the round trip costs five million dollars?"

"I'm afraid I can't answer that. It's a condition of the contract that
passengers refrain from disclosing the price of their tickets."

"It is expensive, though?"

"Oh, naturally. But remember, the overhead is heavy. Three refueling
bases on the minor planets, Borenius, Ziar and Algon, require constant
maintenance, apart from the initial cost of runways. Then only
five--er--patients can be housed on Rejuvenal at any given time. And one
also has to consider the constant change of staff. You'd scarcely expect
it to be cheap."

There was a sudden pause in the questioning. The lawyer took the
opportunity to rise up out of his chair. This provoked an immediate
response; all spoke at once in deafening unison. Delman held up his hand
for silence, then turned and addressed the red-headed reporter on his
left.

"Young man, since you were the first to begin this examination, I'll
give you two questions with which to wind up for your side. Only two,
mind."

The reporter thought for a moment. "Who are your fellow passengers?" he