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into the bull's-eye of what Metaxa could now see was a target, some thirty feet away. Near another wall, a dark complected, serious looking worthy was snapping a bullwhip of the type that could sometimes be seen in Old West historical fiction Tri-Di shows. Lee Chang, who was leading the way, came up to a dignified man whose huge size was mollified by the anachronistic pince-nez glasses he wore, and his air of the scholarly. He was watching the child trapeze artist. At his feet was the largest dumbbell the Commissioner had ever seen. "Special talents?" Ross Metaxa blurted, in disgust. His eyes went around the room. "These are the agents you've been recruiting for my department?" Sid Jakes chuckled. "Shut up, you laughing hyena," Metaxa snapped. "With this Dawnworlds crisis on our hands, we're shorter of trained agents than Section G has ever been, and you come up with this gang of freaks." He glanced at a plain-looking middle-aged woman who looked back at him mildly. Lee Chang said, "Martha Lorans. She has total recall. With Martha along, a troupe assigned to some emergency can set down on a planet without any records whatsoever on their persons. No matter what data She indicated the large scholar. "That is Dr. Dorn M. Horsten, top-notch research algae specialist. He has a hobby that is a personal entertainment. Since boyhood he's amused himself with weight lifting and pretzel-tying тАФusing one-inch mild steel bars for pretzels. He is actually one of the strongest human beings in United Planets. His home world helps: it's a one point four G planet A very nice, soft-spoken gentleman, conspicuous at every unicellular biology meeting for his brilliant mind. Naturally, nobody notices he has muscles, and can do things that any other human being finds impossible." Ross Metaxa grunted. He said, "What's that fellow doing?"- "Zorro Juarez? He comes from Vacamundo, settled by Argentines. They specialize in raising the best cattle and horses in the confederation, breed them to order to meet the local conditions pertaining on the worlds that desire such animals. The national sport is the use of the bullwhip. Have you ever seen a twenty-foot bullwhip artist perform, Commissioner? Zorro can make old William Tell look very amateurish. He could quarter the apple on the boy's head and peel one half of it in the bargain." Metaxa said, "Confound it, what good does a bull-whip artist do in this day and age, and among Section G operatives?" |
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