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might have used in describing a perfectly ordinary voyage, say between Terraport and Luna City, a run of no incident and dull cargo carrying.

The crew of the Solar Queen, save for Tau, were assembled in a room somewhere in the vastness of Patrol Headquarters. Since the room seemed a comfortable conference chamber, Dane thought that their status must now be on a higher level than that of Patrol Posted outlaws. But he was also sure that if they attempted to walk out of the building that effort would not be successful.

Van Rycke sat stolidly in his chosen seat, fingers of both hands laced across his substantial middle. He had sat as impassively as the Captain while Rip had outlined their adventures since they had all been stricken. Though the other listeners had betrayed interest in the story, the senior officers made no comments. Now Jellico turned to his Cargo-master.

ā€œHow about it, Van?ā€

ā€œWhatā€™s done is doneā ā€”ā€

Daneā€™s elation vanished as if ripped away by a Sargolian storm wind. The Cargo-master didnā€™t approve. So there must have been another way to achieve their endsā ā€”one the younger members of the crew had been too inexperienced or too dense to seeā ā€”

ā€œIf we blasted off today we might just make cargo contract.ā€

Dane started. That was it! The point they had lost sight of during their struggles to get aid. There was no possible chance of upping the ship todayā ā€”probably not for days to comeā ā€”or ever, if the case went against them. So they had broken contractā ā€”and the Board would be down on them for that. Dane shivered inside. He could try to fight back against the Patrolā ā€”there had always been a slight feeling of rivalry between the Free Traders and the space police. But you couldnā€™t buck the Boardā ā€”and keep your license and so have a means of staying in space. A broken contract could cut one off from the stars forever. Captain Jellico looked very bleak at that reminder.

ā€œThe Eysies will be all ready to step in. Iā€™d like to know why they were so sure we had the plague on boardā ā€”ā€

Van Rycke snorted. ā€œI can supply you five answers to thatā ā€”for one they may have known the affinity of those creatures for the wood, and it would be easy to predict as a result of our taking a load on boardā ā€”or again they may have deliberately planted the things on us through the Salarikiā ā€”but we canā€™t ever prove it. It remains that they are going to get for themselves the Sargolian contract unlessā ā€”ā€ He stopped short, staring straight ahead of him at the wall between Rip and Dane. And his assistant knew that Van was exploring a fresh idea. Vanā€™s ideas were never to be despised and Jellico did not now disturb the Cargo-master with questions.

It was Rip who spoke next and directly to the Captain. ā€œDo you know what they plan to do about us, sir?ā€

Captain Jellico grunted and there was a sardonic twist to his mouth as he replied, ā€œItā€™s my opinion that theyā€™re now busy adding up the list of crimes you four have committedā ā€”maybe they had to turn the big H.G. computer loose on the problem. The tally isnā€™t in yet. We gave them our automat flight record and that ought to give them more food for thought.ā€

Dane speculated as to what the experts would make of the mechanical record of the Queenā€™s past few weeksā ā€”the section dealing with their landing in the Big Burn ought to be a little surprising. Van Rycke got to his feet and marched to the door of the conference room. It was opened from without so quickly Dane was sure that they had been under constant surveillance.

ā€œTrade business,ā€ snapped the Cargo-master, ā€œcontract deal. Take me to a sealed com booth!ā€

Contracts might not be as sacred to the protective Service as they were to Trade, but Trade had its powers and since Van Rycke, an innocent bystander of the Queenā€™s troubles, could not legally be charged with any crime, he was escorted out of the room. But the door panel was sealed behind him, shutting in the rest with the unspoken warning that they were not free agents. Jellico leaned back in his chair and stretched. Long years of close friendship had taught him that his Cargo-master was to be trusted with not only the actual trading and cargo tending, but could also think them out of some of the tangles which could not be solved by his own direct action methods. Direct action had been applied to their present problemā ā€”now the rest was up to Van, and he was willing to delegate all responsibility.

But they were not left long to themselves. The door opened once more to admit star-rank Patrolmen. None of the Free Traders arose. As members of another Service they considered themselves equals. And it was their private boast that the interests of Galactic civilization, as represented by the black and silver, often followed, not preceded the brown tunics into new quarters of the universe.

However, Rip, Ali, Dane, and Weeks answered as fully as they could the flood of questions which engulfed them. They explained in detail their visit to the E-Stat, the landing in the Big Burn, the kidnapping of Hovan. Daneā€™s stubborn feeling of being in the right grew in opposition to the questioning. Under the same set of circumstances how would that Commanderā ā€”that Wing Officerā ā€”that Senior Scoutā ā€”now all seated thereā ā€”have acted? And every time they inferred that his part in the affair had been illegal he stiffened.

Sure, there had to be law and order out on the Rimā ā€”and doubly sure it had to cover and protect life on the softer planets of the inner systems. He wasnā€™t denying that on Limbo, he, for one, had been very glad to see the Patrol blast their way into the headquarters of the pirates holed up on that half-dead world. And he was never contemptuous of the men in the field. But like all Free Traders he was

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