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traffic can get by our watch area undetected."

"Hmmph. Well then . . ." He yawned. "I guess I'll
just go back to bed! I have a feelin' I'm gonna need my
wits to get outta this one."

''Very well. Good night, Employer-Observer Harms.
Pleasant dreams."

"Fat chance o' that," he muttered in Anglic as he left
the observation deck. "And close the friggin' blinds! Do
I have to think of everything around here? Don't answer
that! Just . . . never mind."

Even closed, the louvers would not prevent all leak-
age. Flickering archetypes slipped between the slats, as
if eager to latch into his mind during REM state, tapping
his dreams like little parasites.

It could not be helped. When Harry got his first pro-
motion to E Space, the local head of patrollers for the
Navigation Institute told him that susceptibility to al-
laphoric images was a vital part of the job. Waving a
slender, multijointed arm, that Galactic official con-

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fessed his surprise, in Nahalli-accented GalSix, at Harry's
qualifications.

"Skeptical we were, when first told that your race
might have traits useful to us.

"Repudiating our doubts, this you have since
achieved, Observer Harms.

"To full status, we now advance you. First of your
kind to be so honored."

Harry sighed as he threw himself under the covers
again, tempted by the sweet stupidity of self-pity.

Some honor! He snorted dubiously.

Still, he couldn't honestly complain. He had been
warned. And this wasn't Horst. At least he had escaped
the dry, monotonous wastes.

Anyway, only the mad lived for long under illusions
that the cosmos was meant for their convenience.