loosely about his wrist.It was at that point that the proceedings were interrupted. A new party came into the open, their utilitarian Trade tunics made a drab blot as they threaded their way in a compact group through the throng of Salariki. I-S men! So they had not lifted from Sargol.
They showed no signs of uneasiness--it was as if their rights were being infringed by the Free Traders. And Kallee, their Cargo-mas- ter, swaggered straight to the bargaining point. The chatter of Salariki voices was stilled, the Sargolians withdrew a little, letting one party of Terrans face the other, sensing drama to come. Neither Van Rycke nor Jellico spoke, it was left to Kallee to state his case.
"You've crooked your orbit this time, bright boys," his jeer was a paean of triumph. "Code Three--Article six--or can't you absorb rules tapes with your thick heads?"
Code Three--Article six, Dane searched his memory for that law of the Service. The words flashed into his mind as the auto-learner had planted them during his first year of training back in the Pool.
"To no alien race shall any Trader introduce any drug, food, or drink from off world, until such a substance has been certified as
nonharmful to the aliens."
There it was! I-S had them and it was all his fault. But if he had been so wrong, why in the world did Van Rycke sit there trading, condoning the error and making it into a crime for which they could be summoned before the Board and struck off the rolls of the Service?
Van Rycke smiled gently. "Code Four--Article two," he quoted with the genial air of one playing gift-giver at a Forkidan feasting. Code Four, Article two: Any organic substance offered for trade must be examined by a committee of trained medical experts, an
equal representation of Terrans and aliens.
Kallee's sneering smile did not vanish. "Well," he challenged, "where's your board of experts?"
"Tau!" Van Rycke called to the Medic with the storm priests. "Will you ask your colleague to be so kind as to allow the Cargo-master
Kallee to be presented?"
The tall, dark young Terran Medic spoke to the priest beside him and together they came across the clearing. Van Rycke and Jellico both arose and inclined their heads in honor to the priests, as did the chief with whom they had been about to deal.
"Reader of clouds and master of many winds," Tau's voice flowed with the many voweled titles of the Sargolian, "may I bring before
your face Cargo-master Kallee, a servant of Inter-Solar in the realm of Trade?"
The storm priest's shaven skull and body gleamed steel gray in the light. His eyes, of that startling blue-green, regarded the I-S party with cynical detachment.
"You wish of me?" Plainly he was one who believed in getting down to essentials at once.
Kallee could not be overawed. "These Free Traders have introduced among your people a powerful drug which will bring much evil," he spoke slowly in simple words as if he were addressing a cub.
"You have evidence of such evil?" countered the storm priest. "In what manner is this new plant evil?"
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For a moment Kallee was disconcerted. But he rallied quickly. "It has not been tested--you do not know how it will affect your people--"
The storm priest shook his head impatiently. "We are not lacking in intelligence, Trader. This plant has been tested, both by your master of life secrets and ours. There is no harm in it--rather it is a good thing, to be highly prized--so highly that we shall give thanks that it was brought unto us. This speech-together is finished." He pulled the loose folds of his robe closer about him and walked away.
"Now," Van Rycke addressed the I-S party, "I must ask you to withdraw. Under the rules of Trade your presence here can be actively resented--"
But Kallee had lost little of his assurance. "You haven't heard the last of this. A tape of the whole proceedings goes to the Board--" "As you wish. But in the meantime--" Van Rycke gestured to the waiting Salariki who were beginning to mutter impatiently. Kal-
lee glanced around, heard those mutters, and made the only move possible, away from the Queen. He was not quite so cocky, but
neither had he surrendered.
Dane caught at Tau's sleeve and asked the question which had been burning in him since he had come upon the scene. "What happened--about the catnip?"
There was lightening of the serious expression on Tau's face.
"Fortunately for you that child took the leaves to the storm priest. They tested and approved it. And I can't see that it has any ill effects. But you were just lucky, Thorson--it might have gone another way."
Dane sighed. "I know that, sir," he confessed. "I'm not trying to rocket out--"
Tau gave a half-smile. "We all off-fire our tubes at times," he conceded. "Only next time--"
He did not need to complete that warning as Dane caught him up: "There isn't going to be a next time like this, sir--ever!"
Chapter IV GORP HUNT
But the interruption had disturbed the tenor of trading. The small chief who had so eagerly taken Paft's place had only two Koros stones to offer and even to Dane's inexperienced eyes they were inferior in size and color to those the other clan leader had tendered. The Terrans were aware that Koros mining was a dangerous business but they had not known that the stock of available stones was so very small. Within ten minutes the last of the serious bargaining was concluded and the clansmen were drifting away from the burned over space about the Queen's standing fins.
Dane folded up the bargain cloth, glad for a task. He sensed that he was far from being back in Van Rycke's good graces. The fact that his superior did not discuss any of the aspects of the deals with him was a bad sign.
Captain Jellico stretched. Although his was not, or never, what might be termed a good-humored face, he was at peace with his world. "That would seem to be all. What's the haul, Van?"
"Ten first class stones, about fifty second grade, and twenty or so of third. The chiefs will go to the fisheries tomorrow. Then we'll
be in to see the really good stuff."
"And how's the herbs holding out?" That interested Dane too. Surely the few plants in the hydro and the dried leaves could not be stretched too far.
"As well as we could expect." Van Rycke frowned. "But Craig thinks he's on the trail of something to help--"
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The storm priests had uprooted the staff marking the trading station and were wrapping the white streamer about it. Their leader had already gone and now Tau came up to the group by the ramp.
"Van says you have an idea," the Captain hailed him.
"We haven't tried it yet. And we can't unless the priests give it a clear lane--" "That goes without saying--" Jellico agreed.
The Captain had not addressed that remark to him personally, but Dane was sure it had been directed at him. Well, they needn't worry--never again was he going to make that mistake, they could be very sure of that.
He was part of the
