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pause.

Maybe a touch of the personal would encourage the man to open up. тАЬMine's a management consultant.
I've never been able to figure out what she actually does."

He chuckled politely. тАЬAll I can say about Maddie is that I can't say anything."

Sigh. тАЬI didn't want to trouble her parents or grandparents, but if I got their permissionтАФ"

"Doctor, the case is out of our hands here. And I shouldn't tell you this, but don't you go poking the folks
in Austin; that won't buy you squat."

Well, at least I'd established the existence of a тАЬcase,тАЭ which had obviously left a big impression on
Lopez since it was two years old. But if Austin was a dead-end.... тАЬSergeant, are you hinting that the FBI
hasтАФ"

"I can't talk тАШbout that neither. But don't you worry тАШbout the mule, doc, just load up the wagon. I mean
you do your part and others will do theirs. Find a way to do something good for that girl."

I had to force myself to be civil. тАЬI'll do my best, but I'm working in the dark."

"Then you'd best grow a big olтАЩ sense of touch. Bye now."

Class went well that day considering that my personal oil wouldn't have showed up on the dipstick.
Q-Ball only blew up twice, Kekipi was a thin skin over magma, White Night had the shakes, and
Madeline was a lump. Cher asked if people hooked up to ViewNet audio ever received misdirected
signals and heard strange things. I admitted that I didn't know, but this innocuous question tightened
Buddha's grin into a Charlie horse of the lips.

For years, I'd felt that math and physics would make more sense to students if they were taught as an
integrated whole. For this class, the Board of Education had given me carte blanche, so following my тАЬtie
it togetherтАЭ plan I used an animation of a red-haired lady on a vine-covered swing to demonstrate the
properties of pendulums and the mathematical definitions of тАЬarcтАЭ and тАЬperiod.тАЭ I wasn't sure how well
my students absorbed the lesson, but they were entranced. The lady swung with a dreamlike grace and
the distant mountains were as pure as rainbows.

After class, Marty Robley showed up again for what I was beginning to think of as a debriefing.
"Were you here from the beginning again?тАЭ I asked.

"Not this round, Bill. Arrived in the middle of that Maxfield Parrish sceneтАФkind of disorienting when
you're not expecting something like that."

"I'm sure."

"Did I miss anything important?"

"Maybe. CherтАФthat's the Carpenter girlтАФasked if ViewNet ever gets its audio signals mixed up so that
their clients wind up ... hearing things."

"Interesting question, but so what?"