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"Oh," Rhodan laughed grimly.

"Novaal came aboard and we began to sweat it out when he missed you and then Thora and Khrest. He
made the entire crew line up outside the ship and the game was up. ThatтАЩs when I sent you the
emergency message. It was only a matter of minutes, since Novaal advised the Brain at once. We
intercepted his report."

Rhodan was pensive. Soon his eyes brightened and he looked around. At last he found time for
reflection and he became conscious of how much the few men and women had accomplished.

FreytтАЩs beaming face became clouded when he saw RhodanтАЩs expression change once more. It
suddenly revealed an aspect of RhodanтАЩs character which had never changed.

He began an agonizing self-appraisal as Dr. Manoli had called it. "DonтАЩt start torturing yourself," the
physician promptly admonished. "A certain amount of self-analysis may be a very good thing but not for a
man in your condition who should be in a hospital."

Rhodan glanced amicably at his old companion from the time of the first fledgling ventures into outer
space. They had flown together on the first atomic rocket to the moon.

Lost in thought, Rhodan smiled softly. Then he said without apparent connection: "I think weтАЩre going to
call this beautiful spaceshipTitan . Do you realize that Terra now possesses what is probably the
mightiest battleship in the Milky Way?"

He saw the sceptical faces of his listeners and became amused. His old irony returned to his voice: "Oh
no, think what you like, but IтАЩm going to keep this ship. You can bet on that! IтАЩll need four weeks to train
a new crew. Then weтАЩll see bow the cards are stacked. Our trip to the Arkon System was a moral fiasco
but it had one good result: weтАЩve learned something about the state of affairs in the so-called Great
Empire. This knowledge is worth all the hardships weтАЩve suffered. Friends! If Terra were discovered
today by a fleet of robots weтАЩd face certain disaster. I believe the reason it didnтАЩt happen yet is only
because the Galactic trader will not permit the permanent surrender of such a wealthy solar system to a
robot brain."

The structure sensors registered another disturbance. For a few moments a bright blip appeared on the
optical screens of the long distance tracker. Only after the foreign object vanished from the scanner did
Rhodan relax his tense vigilance.

"A busy neighbourhood, sir!" Freyt commented nervously. "What do you intend to do?"

Rhodan slowly raised his eyes and directed his gaze toward the red sun. "Send me 700 men! You can
easily operate theGanymede with a crew of 300. IтАЩd need at least 1500 trained men to handle the 40
auxiliaryGood Hope class ships carried aboard theTitan . Our most urgent problem will be how to
quickly slip away from the M-13 cluster without being noticed. ThatтАЩll be all for now."

Freyt was about to ask another question but when he looked down at a dedicated man, drugged for
sleep, eyes fighting to remain open, he quietly left the Communication Centre without speaking.

Outside in the vast nerve centre of the super-battleship he saw Julian Tifflor still performing his dues.
"YouтАЩre committed to sickbay," Freyt growled. "ThatтАЩs an order. You can leave everything to us. WeтАЩll
manage to run things around here. Boy, youтАЩve got to get some rest!"