lrh.fortuneoffear-第4部分

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　　　He　flinched。
　　　I　whipped　out　my　Knife　Section　knife　from　the　back　of　my　neck；　so　quick　he　didn't　even　see　how　it　had　appeared　in　my　hand。　I　made　a　gesture　at　the　mustache。
　　　He　wailed　and　ducked。　〃I'll　shave　it！　I'll　shave　it！〃
　　　That　was　better。　I　had　him　under　control。
　　　I　rushed　back　to　Prahd's　office。　I　looked　at　the　viewer。　She　was　leaving　the　warehouse；　three　big　cases　in　her　hands。　I　didn't　have　much　time。
　　　With　fast　motions；　I　grabbed　the　odds　and　ends　of　the　bug　set　that　was　left。　I　raced　out　into　the　hall。　By　opening　a　couple　of　doors　on　patients　just　awakening；　I　found　a　third：　it　was　an　unused　interview　room。　I　dumped　the　viewer　and　box　in　a　cabinet　and　locked　it。　I　closed　the　room　up。　I　went　back　to　Prahd's　office　and　got　her　grip。　I　raced　down　to　the　private　room　she　had　occupied。　Slowing；　I　sauntered　in。
　　　Prahd　was　there　all　shaved　and　bed　and　in　a　fresh　doctor's　coat。
　　　Krak　entered　the　door　with　her　cases。　En　route　she　had　picked　up　the　two　hypnohelmets。　She　looked　like　a　walking　baggage　rack。　Prahd　hastened　to　take　things　from　her　and　put　them　on　the　bed。
　　　Her　eyes　were　bright。　She　did　not　look　like　a　person　is　supposed　to　look　after　an　operation。　She　stretched　out　her　arm　to　free　it　from　the　cloak。　She　said　to　Prahd；　〃I　peeked　under　the　bandage；〃　and　she　indicated　her　wrist。　〃You　seem　to　have　gotten　rid　of　my　scars。　And　I　seem　to　have　my　tan　back。　I　think　you　did　a　wonderful　job。　And　look　at　my　teeth　gleam。〃　She　showed　him。
　　　I　flinched。
　　　But　Prahd　beamed　and　dug　his　toe　into　the　floor　like　a　wriggling　little　boy。　Idiot。　She　had　taken　him　in　entirely！〃I'm　so　happy　you're　pleased；〃　he　said。　〃It　is　an　honor　indeed　to　serve　such　a　lovely　patient。　You　can　take　all　the　cups　and　bandages　off　by　midafternoon。　They're　just　there　to　take　the　redness　out。〃
　　　He　was　looking　at　the　cases。　They　were　white　cases　and　they　had　Zanco　on　the　side　of　them；　in　Voltarian。　A　real　potential　Code　break。　I　couldn't　stop　her　from　taking　them！
　　　〃Wait　right　there；〃　Prahd　said。　He　rushed　out　at　speed　and　was　back　in　a　flash。　He　had　a　whole　box　of　assorted　decals　in　his　hands。　He　sorted　through　them。　He　chose　half　a　dozen。
　　　Using　water　from　the　washbasin　he　fixed　them　on　the　cases　and　the　hypnohelmet　boxes；　covering　the　Zanco　labels。　He　put　the　sixth　one　on　her　grip。　They　said：

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　　　They　had　red　crosses　and　red　crescents　on　them　and　the　United　Nations　symbol。
　　　He　got　a　seal　out　of　the　box　and　fastened　the　three　cases　shut　with　wire　and　lead　and　the　W。H。Op。　symbol。　〃Now；〃　he　said；　〃if　anybody　stops　you；　tell　them　you're　on　your　way　to　the　International　Disease　Control　Laboratory　in　New　York。　That's　where　we　send　specimens。　Tell　them　the　cases　contain　hermetically　sealed　bottles　of　spinal　meningitis。〃
　　　〃Spinal　meningitis；〃　she　repeated。　〃I　can't　thank　you　enough；　Doctor；　for　all　your　treatment　and　assistance。〃
　　　〃It　has　been　a　pleasure　to　serve　your　ladyship。〃　He　bowed。　Gods；　you'd　think　he　was　in　a　Royal　court！〃A　pleasant　journey　and　happy　return。〃　I　sure　didn't　share　the　latter　sentiment。　Once　the　Countess　Krak　left　here　she　would　be　gone　for　good！　He　actually　backed　out　of　the　door！
　　　She　was　packing　the　greatcoat　and　spacer　coveralls　in　her　grip。　I　had　to　get　her　out　of　here。　Just　being　near　her　made　my　hands　shake。　I　got　out　her　ticket　and　passport。
　　　〃That's　your　name　for　this　planet；〃　I　said。
　　　She　looked　at　the　passport。　〃Heavenly　Joy　Krackle！〃　she　said。　〃I'd　guess　you　thought　of　that；　Soltan。　How　sweet　of　you！〃
　　　〃And　here's　your　money。　You'll　need　it　for　cab　fare　at　the　other　end。〃　I　gave　her　the　fifty　dollars。
　　　She　looked　at　it　curiously。　And　I　will　say　that　modern　U。　S。　money；　a　dingy　blackish　green　on　gray…green　paper；　does　not　pare　very　well　in　appearance　to　the　gold　gleam　of　Voltar　currency。　She　was　looking　at　the　picture。　〃Grant？　In　English；　that　means　'give　away。'　This　bill　can't　be　very　valuable　if　they　just　give　them　away。　How　much　is　this　worth　in　credits？〃
　　　〃They　don't　know　of　us　yet；〃　I　said；　〃so　the　U。　S。　dollar　doesn't　exchange　against　credits。　But；　at　a　guess；　one　dollar　is　about　one…fifth　of　a　credit。〃
　　　〃Oh；　dear；〃　she　said。　〃This　is　only　ten　credits；　then。　I　don't　have　any　clothes；　Soltan。　I　mustn't　let　Jettero　see　me　like　this！　Can't　you　at　least　loan　me　some　money？〃
　　　In　no　manner　whatever；　I　thought。　This　was　the　cream　of　the　jest。　In　my　recent　trip　to　the　U。　S。　I　had　found　to　my　agony　what　women　would　spend　on　clothes。　But；　thanks　to　my　exploits；　Heller　was　pretty　flat。　A　few　pretty　dresses　and　fur　coats　would　break　him。　I　was　exporting　financial　ruin　to　him。　And　he　deserved　it　for　all　the　trouble　he　made。
　　　I　must　have　spent　too　much　time　gloating。　She　was　speaking　again。　〃Soltan；　I　know　you　are　the　handler　for　Mission　Earth。　You　made　that　very　plain　back　at　Spiteos　when　you　brought　Jettero　to　me　to　language…train。　A　mission　handler　also　handles　mission　expenses。　I　know　that　your　boss；　Lombar　Hisst；　thinks　this　is　a　pretty　important　mission。　He　told　me　so　when　I　left。　He　said　I　was　being　sent　to　make　sure　the　person　on　the　mission　was　happy　and　not　too　overworked。　And　I　know　from　the　secret　documents　you　showed　me；　His　Majesty　thinks　it　is　very　important；　too。　So　I　can't　imagine　their　skimping　on　finance　for　it！〃
　　　His　Majesty　indeed！　If　she　only　knew：　Those　〃Royal　Proclamations〃　that　guaranteed　her　and　Heller　a　happy　life　back　on　Voltar　were　mere　forgeries　I　had　created　to　trick　her。　I　had　to　get　her　off　the　subject。
　　　Inspiration　struck。　〃Actually；　Countess；　they　don't　use　money　on　this　planet　very　much。　They　have　a　thing　called　credit　cards。〃　Oh；　man；　was　I　going　to　mess　Heller　up！〃The　thing　for　you　to　do　is　get　yourself　a　whole　stack　of　credit　cards　and　use　them　all　you　want。　Just　buy；　buy；　buy！　That's　the　way　it's　done。　So　when　you　get　to　New　York；　use　credit　cards　and　buy　anything　you　please。　Load　yourself　up！〃
　　　〃Credit　cards？〃　she　said。　〃That　means　'money'　cards。　Oh；　is　THAT　what　they　use　instead　of　this　gringy　paper？〃
　　　〃Exactly；〃　I　said。　〃Hardly　any　money　actually　changes　hands。　It's　all　done　with　CREDIT　cards。〃　I　pulled　a　sheaf　of　the　（bleeped）　things　out　of　my　pocket　and　showed　her。
　　　〃Ah；　that's　why　you　don't　have　any　money！〃
　　　〃True！　That's　too　true！〃　I　said　with　plete　sincerity。
　　　〃Strange　planet；〃　she　said。　〃You　mean；　you　just　take　one　of　these　cards　and　they　give　you　anything　you　want？　Weird。〃
　　　〃You　can　repeat　that　with　fanfares；〃　I　said　with　a　trace　of　bitterness。　I　took　them　all　back　and　put　them　in　my　pocket。
　　　She　was　thoughtful。　〃But　I　don't　have　any　of　these　cards。　I'll　have　to　do　something。　I　can't　let　Jettero　see　me　like　this。〃　She　sighed。　She　stood　up。　〃Well；　thank　you　for　the　briefing；　anyway。　You're　a　true　friend；　Soltan。〃　And　she　patted　me　on　the　shoulder。
　　　I　flinched　but　I　covered　it　up　quickly。　She　must　not　suspect　I　had　just　conned　her　into　ruining　Heller　utterly。　I　glanced　at　my　watch。　〃Oh；　Heavens！〃　I　said。　〃We'll　miss　the　plane！〃
　　　What　a　relief　it　would　be　to　have　her　off　my　hands！

Chapter　3

　　　I　got　the　taxi　and　we　got　her　to　the　airport　with　the　huge　cases；　hypnohelmet　cartons　and　grip。　Using　the　taxi　driver　and　a　porter；　I　got　the　luggage　and　her　to　the　check…in　counter。　There　was　excess　baggage；　of　course…329！　I　had　told　her　I　didn't　have　any　money。　But　I　was　up　to　it。
　　　When　they　gave　her　her　boarding　pass；　I　led　her　over　to　a　waiting…room　seat　and　seated　her。　Then　I　went　back　to　the　counter。　By　the　simple　mechanism　of　giving　the　clerk　a　twenty…dollar　bill　for　himself　personally；　I　got　the　baggage　marked　Paid　Excess　through　to　New　York。
　　　She　was　looking　around　her　at　the　several　passengers　who　were　waiting。　Even　if　they　were　in　cloaks　and　veils；　the　women　were　not　badly　dressed。　White　silk　and　gold　brocade　were　visible　through　slits　in　the　outer　covering。
　　　She　looked　down　ruefully　at　herself。　The　parison　was　not　favorable。　I　suppressed　my　mirth。　She　did　look　pretty　awful　in　that　dingy　cloak　and　hood　with　the　holes　in　it。　And　the　veil　was　gray　with　age。　Oh；　she'd　force　Heller　to　foot　the　bill　for　clothes；　all　right！
　　　The　echoey　P。　A。　system　was　calling　her　flight；　in　Turkish　and　then　in　English；　〃Passengers　now　boarding　THY　Flight　19　for　Istanbul。　Gate　One。〃
　　　Afyon　is　just　a　little　airport　with　only　one　plane　a　day　and　one　gate；　but　since　it　reopened　some　years　back；　they　like　to　do　things　big　city　style。
　　　〃That's　your　plane；〃　I　said　urgently。　Just　being　around　her　was　a　pretty　nerve…wracking　experience。　If　she　guessed　what　I　was　putting　her　up　to；　she　was　quite　capable　of　stamping　me　into　the　waiting…room　floor。
　　　〃Wait；〃　she　said。　〃Haven't　you　forgotten　something；　Soltan？〃
　　　I　looked　down。　I　was　still　holding　her　flight　envelope。
　　　〃Here；〃　I　said。　〃Here　is　the　rest　of　your　ticket　and　your　baggage　and　excess　check。　The　gate　is　right　over　there。。。。〃
　　　〃All　right；〃　she　said；　taking　them　and　also　pulling　the　boarding　pass　out　of　my　other　hand。　〃But　I'm　told　New　York　is　the　biggest　city　on　the　planet。　And　although　I　am　sure　that　everybody　would　know　Jettero　by　this　time；　maybe　he　is　using　a　different　name　like　you　did　with　me。　And　I　don't　even　have　his　address！〃
　　　Oh；　my　Gods；　how　could　I　overlook　that！　If　she　couldn't　find　him　they　might　send　her　straight　back　to　point　of　origin。
　　　The　P。　A。　blared　out　hollowly　again。　Whoever　was　manning　that　P。　A。　system　could　visibly　see　he　had　passengers　stalled　and　not　moving　toward　the　gate…namely　us！〃THY　Flight　19！　Gate　One。　You'll　miss　your　flight；　Sultan　Bey！　Move　it！〃
　　　（Bleep）　being　too　well…known。　It　threw　me　into　confusion。　I　didn't　have　a　pencil。　I　rushed　to　a　counter　and　got　one。　There　was　no　paper。　I　dug　into　my　pocket　and　pulled　out　a　scrap。　I　hastily　wrote　Heller's　Earth　name　and　address　on　the　back　of　it。　I　rushed　back　to　the　Countess　Krak；　pushed　it　into　her　hand　and　shoved　her　bodily　toward　Gate　One。
　　　The　man　there　took　her　boarding　pass　and　urgently　pointed　at　the　plane。　Everybody　else　was　aboard。　But　the　Countess　Krak　turned。　She