Maria Ringstad was aware of both her visual shortcomings and attractions. After a month here, her hair was beginning to grow in darker and less auburn. She was a trifle solid for her five-feet-four, but that came of having a durable frame. Her face was squarish, with a determined nose, and her hazel eyes looked green in some lights. On the other hand, she had a nice smile, and she had spent much time in places where few women went. She was used to being popular with the opposite sex, even in face of competition from members of her own. In the Greenie women, with their voluminous, drab dresses and hangdog expressions devoid of the least make-up, she saw little competition. "Really," she said, "no one else would think of me as a criminal. I just tried to buy a picture in that little shop. Then the heavens fell in on me." "The heavens do not fall on Greenhaven," said the guard firmly. "Well, anyway, some very sour characters trumped up all sorts of charges against me, and here I am. But I didn't _do_ anything!" "The attempt is equal to the deed!" Maria shook her head and sighed. She stood up and took a few steps toward him. "You must keep your place," ordered the young man, with an undercurrent of panic in his tone. "I have not come to debate justice with you. You have sinned and you have been sentenced." _I bet he'd faint if I threw my arms around him_, thought Maria. "But what was the sin, honey?" she demanded. "You'd think I'd written a bad article about Greenhaven for my syndicate. Honestly, I didn't even have time to see the place." The young man released the edge of the door, but still looked worried. "Greenhaven was founded by colonists who sought liberty and were willing to create a haven for it by the sweat of their brows," he informed her. "Conditions were inhospitable. There were plagues to test their faith and ungainly beasts to test their courage. What has been built here has been built by a great communal struggle, and it is not to be hazarded by the sinful attitudes of old Terra, and--you should have paid the listed price." "But he wouldn't sell me one at that price when I offered it!" "Then he did not have one. You attempted to bribe him." "Well, it was just a friendly offer," said Maria, straightening her skirt. "It didn't amount to anything." "On the contrary, it amounted to bribery, immorality, and economic subversion. Procedures such as purchase and merchandising must be strictly regulated for the good of the community. We cannot permit chaos to intrude upon the peace of Greenhaven." "You know, honey," she remarked, studying him with her head cocked to one side, "you talk like a book. A very old book." The guard rolled his eyes toward the hall. He relaxed for the first time, in order to lean back and listen to something in the corridor. "I must caution you to cease addressing me as 'honey,'" he said in a lower voice. "I hear the steps of my superior."