Graham smiled a little, then placed a hand tightly over his mouth. "_Still get me?_" Bond cocked his head to one side, looked down at the device in his hands, then looked up again. "Well," he commented. "So that's the way they work. I thought you spoke." Graham shook his head. "_Didn't have to. Try it on._" Bond shrugged. "Well, here we go." He pulled off his cap, tossed it to a chair, and replaced it with the headband. For a moment, he looked around the apartment, then he glanced at Mrs. Graham. He blinked, ducked his head, and looked more closely at her. "_Ow! Nobody could be as bad as that!_" He looked at Graham. "_What do you think?_" "_There's one outside._" Graham inclined his head a little. Elaine Graham sprang to her feet. "I'm terribly sorry," she apologized contritely. "It's just that I--" Bond took off the headband abruptly. "I'm sorry, too," he said. "I was prying." He looked down at the device. "I'm not too sure about this thing," he added. "It works. I can see that much. But I'm almost afraid it works too well. What's it going to cause?" Graham pulled off his own headband and extended his hand for the other. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "I'm not sure of anything at all." He frowned. "Wish I hadn't--" He looked at the sector leader quickly. "I'm sorry, sir," he apologized. "Forgot my training, I guess." Bond waved a hand. "Look," he said, "there are times, and there are places. Right now, I'm in your home, and I'm just as worried about this as you are. I'm just another person." He looked down at his neat uniform. "Once," he mused, "we were all just people. Now--" He shrugged. "And then, these things come along." He looked at the two headbands, then at the man holding them. "Wonder how many people feel like that?" Graham held out the headbands. "I know one way to find out." Bond nodded. "I see what you mean," he admitted. "But it could be pretty bad." He walked over to the chair and picked up his cap. [Illustration] "Well," he added with a sigh, "I suppose I'd better grab these things and take them over to Research. Have to find out all we can about them. I've still got to report on them." Again, he looked at Graham. "You'd better come along, too. Research people might have a lot of questions, and I could never answer them." * * * * * Graham nodded and went to the hall closet. He took his coat from the hanger, put it on, and reached for his hat, then hesitated. "You know," he said, "we might try one experiment, right here." "Oh?" Bond raised his eyebrows. "There's a man out in the parking lot. I believe he's detailed to keep watch on me. You might try him with one of the headbands. Then, see what he'll do with one on." "Any special reason?" Graham twisted his face uneasily. "I can't describe it," he said almost inaudibly. "You'd have to see for yourself." Bond looked at him speculatively for a moment, then held out his cap and one of the headbands. "Here, hold these."