"When your experience-ability factor exceeds that of the Galactic Governor, you will automatically be installed in office. You understand, of course, that higher ability will offset lacking factors in experience, but you must have experience, Wan Nes Stan--a wealth of it. You will gain it by being in the governor's office, working with him, studying his methods, and--well, gaining experience." "As simple as that," said Wan Nes Stan, brushing his hands. Len Dor Vale nodded. "How long will it take?" asked Wan Nes Stan. "That depends upon you--and you alone. It depends entirely upon the rapidity and accuracy you exhibit in forming correct evaluations." "I've heard that last remark before," smiled Wan Nes Stan. "A psychiatrist once mentioned that philosophy--personal philosophy is a man's evaluation of personal data." "Precisely." Wan Nes Stan nodded complacently. Len Dor Vale then started to help Wan Nes Stan to pack his bag for the long journey across the galaxy to Planet One. When they raced into space, Len Dor Vale went along as Wan Nes Stan's personal advisor. * * * * * "This is routine, but a necessary part of your training," explained Len Dor Vale. "I may as well tell you, I once was selected for a minor post in this office and was subsequently replaced by a better-equipped man. Therefore I know my way around here, and was selected to act as your advisor. Each governor-select enjoys a personal advisor, you know." Wan Nes Stan smiled quietly. The job was strictly that of a super file clerk. This would not last long and he knew it. With Len Dor Vale's help, he rose swiftly, learning the intricate details with ease. By the month, Wan Nes Stan went from department to department, learning the basic function of each, and when his education was complete, Len Dor Vale took him to meet the governor of the Galactic Council. "He is ready," said Len Dor Vale. "I'm glad to meet you," said the governor. He offered a hand, and as Wan Nes Stan took it, the grip was firm and honest. They shook, and Wan Nes Stan went swiftly over his emotions, asking himself the purpose of this heartiness. He knew that the Galactic Governor was genuinely glad to meet him. That was against Wan Nes Stan's grain. To greet a possible--no, _positive_ successor to such a position was not done with heartiness. It should be done with false heartiness, a completely counterfeit facade, behind which false front the machinery necessary to destroy was being brought to bear. Yet Wan Nes Stan knew that no such intent was in the governor's mind. Apparently the Galactic Governor was quite content to be replaced by a better man--and accepted the presence of the better man with good will and friendship.