The doctor himself checked them out at the desk and followed them to the door full of regrets at the event. * * * * * Alpha and Beta Tindar ate a hearty meal at a cafe, then phoned Miss Kanton and felt better seeing her face in the view-plate. It was a nice face, a bit solemn, but nice. She had brown eyes and a burnt-honey mass of hair. They found that she was already out of the Dupe Labs and was waiting for them. An electric car whisked to the place where Miss Kanton stayed. They liked Miss Kanton, but her coolness and aloofness they did not like. She was a woman technician, a capable intelligent young woman who, the Tindars privately thought, could be an extremely nice person to have around if she would cease playing the part of the scientist for a few minutes. Her smile, her figure, her face all checked perfectly. But her mind was as sexless as an adding machine that had been left out in the snow. She came down the walk towards the car with her dupe, each with a brief-case under one arm. The Tindars glanced simultaneously at her ankles, but found them covered by the leather boots of her space suit. "This is my dupe," Miss Kanton said as she came up to the car, indicating her duplicate who had a white top to her suit collar. "Hello, muscles!" greeted the dupe of Miss Kanton. "Call me Kay, will you?" Miss Kanton looked startled and the two Tindars quietly gulped a greeting. "I'm afraid I have a rather wild replica of myself," Miss Kanton said with surprise. "I'm glad she's only good for eighty hours. But she could ruin my reputation in thirty seconds." "Quit worrying about your reputation," scolded the merry dupe. "Get those meter-readings out of your mind and think more about these two exciting hunks of masculinity here in the car." "Katherine!" Miss Kanton shrieked. "I will not tolerate any such inopportune mouthing. Behave yourself!" "It's just your inner self speaking, sister," the dupe replied with a chuckle. "Katherine!" Miss Kanton gasped. "Mr. Tindar, you will ignore this, please?" Miss Kanton and her dupe climbed into the car and Alpha Tindar pressed a button, sending them purring quietly down the street towards the rocket port. "Which of you is the dupe?" Miss Kanton asked. "We don't know," the Tindars answered. "What!" Together Alpha and Beta explained the unusual situation. Miss Kanton was shocked by the freak accident, but she smiled. Her dupe laughed and quickly sobered. "Hell!" she said, "If I knew which was the dupe we could have a wonderful eighty hours!" The quartet arrived at Hessing Field a few minutes later and Alpha Tindar went into the Rocket Dispatcher's office to check on the ship. He came back and threw his hands up in the air. "Another dilemma!" he exclaimed. "No four-seaters. Just those damned two-seaters. We'll have to take two of them." "Well, get a couple of Armstrongs," Beta said. "They're about the best."