information, on Agent authority. Her equation-plates will tell you how to handle her in case she runs into emotional snags while absorbing it. You’re to be stationed on Ulphi another four months anyway, and you’re to consider that a high-priority part of your job.”
“I will? Another four months?” Hallerock repeated incredulously. “I was winding up things on the O-Ship to start back to Jeltad. You don’t need me around here any more, do you?”
“I don’t, no!” Pagadan appeared to be quietly enjoying herself. “The point is, though, I’m the one who’s leaving. Got word from Central two hours ago to report back at speed, just as soon as we’d mopped up Old Man Moyuscane.”
“What for?” Hallerock began to look bewildered. “The Agent work isn’t finished here.”
She shook her head. “Don’t know myself yet! But it’s got to do with the recordings on those pickled Bjantas you homed back to Lab. Central sounded rather excited.” The silver eyes were sparkling with unconcealed delight now. “It’s to be a Five-Agent Mission, Hallerock!” she fairly sang. “Beyond Galactic Rim!”
“Beyond the Rim? For Bjanta? They’ve got something really new on them then!” Hallerock had come to his feet.
Pagadan nodded and smacked her lips lightly. “Sounds like it, doesn’t it? New and conclusive—and we delivered it to them! But now look what a face it’s making,” she added maliciously, “just because it doesn’t get to go along!”
Hallerock scowled and laughed. “Well, I’ve been wondering all this time about those Bjantas. Now you take out after them—and I can hang around Ulphi dishing out a little therapy to a D.C. neurotic.”
“We all start out small,” said the Lannai. “Look at me—would you believe that a few short years ago I was nothing but the High Queen of Lar-Sancaya? Not,” she added loyally, “that there’s a sweeter planet anywhere, from the Center to the Clouds or beyond!”
“And that stretch distinctly includes Ulphi,” Hallerock stated, unreconciled to his fate. “When’s the new Agent coming out to this hive of morons?”
Pagadan slid to her feet off the edge of the desk and surveyed him pityingly. “You poor chump! What I gave you just now was Advance