"That's quite all right," Trigger said, also casually.
"I was sure I wasn't going to have any use for
it."
Lyad studied her face for a moment. "To be
honest about it, Trigger Argee," she said, "I still
don't feel entirely cordial toward you! However, I
did appreciate the gesture of letting me have the
recording. So I decided to drop by to tell you there
isn't really too much left in the way of hard feelings,
on my part."
They shook hands restrainedly, and the Ermetyne
sauntered out again.
"The other reason she came here," Pilch said,
"is to take care of the financing of Mantelish's
expedition."
"I didn't know that!" Trigger said, surprised.
"It's her way of making amends. Her legitimate
Hub holdings are still enormous, of course. She
can afford it."
"Well," Trigger said, "that's one thing about
Lyad—she's wholehearted!"
"She's that," said Pilch. "Rarely have I seen
anyone rip into total therapy with the verve displayed
by the Ermetyne. She mentioned on one
occasion that there simply had to be some way of
getting ahead of you again."
"Oh," said Trigger.
"Yes," said Pilch. "By the way, what are your
own plans nowadays? Aside from getting married."
Trigger stretched slim tanned arms over her
head and grinned. "No immediate plans!" she
said. "I've resigned from Precol. Got a couple of
checks from the Federation. One to cover my expenses
on that plasmoid business—that was the
Dawn City fare mainly—and the other for the five
weeks special duty they figured I was on for them.
So I'm up to five thousand crowns again, and I
thought I'd just loaf around and sort of think
things over till Quillan gets back from his current
assignment."
"I see. When is Major Quillan returning?"
"In about a month. It's Captain Quillan at present,
by the way."
"Oh?" said Pilch. "What happened?"
"That unwarranted interference with a political
situation business. They'd broadcast a warning
against taking individual action of any kind
against the plasmoid station. But when he got
there and heard the Commissioner was in a kind
of coma, and I wasn't even on board, he lost his
head and came charging into the station after me,
flinging grenades and so on around. The plasmoids
would have finished him off pretty quick,
except most of them had started slowing down as
soon as Repulsive turned off the main one. The
lunatic was lucky the termites didn't get to him
before he even reached the station!"
Pilch said, "Termites?"
Trigger told her about the termites.
"Ugh!" said Pilch. "I hadn't heard about those.
So they broke him for that. It hardly seems right."
"Well, you have to have discipline," Trigger
said tolerantly. "Ape's a bit short on that end
anyway. They'll be upgrading him again fairly
soon, I imagine. I might just be going into Space
Scout Intelligence myself, by the way. They said
they'd be glad to have me."
"Not at all incidentally," remarked Pilch, "my
Service also would be glad to have you."
"Would they?" Trigger looked at her thoughtfully.
"That includes that total therapy process,
doesn't it?"
"Usually," said Pilch.
"Well, I might some day. But not just yet." She
smiled. "Let's let Lyad get a head start! Actually,
it's just I've found out there are so many interesting
things going on all around that I'd like to look
them over a bit before I go charging seriously into
a career again." She reached across the table and
tapped Pilch's wrist. "And I'll show you one interesting
thing that's going on right here! Take
Mantelish's big tree out there!"
"The sequoia?"
"Yes. Now just last year it was looking so bad
they almost talked the professor into having it
taken away. Hardly a green branch left on it."
Pilch shaded her eyes and looked at the
sequoia's crown far above them. "It looks," she
observed reflectively, "in fairly good shape at the
moment, I'd say!"
"Yes, and it's getting greener every week. Mantelish
brags about a new solvent he's been dosing
its roots with. You see that great big branch like an
L turned upward, just a little above the center?"
Pilch looked again. "Yes," she said after a moment,
"I think so."
"Just before the L turns upward, there's a little
cluster of green branches," Trigger said.
"I see those, yes."
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