And what Mrs. Wladek wanted--a place to live, and someone to take care of her--would certainly be provided for her. Yes, everything had worked out for the best. And, next time, she'd be able to handle a situation like Mrs. Wladek's with less trouble. Gloria looked into the future--into a long series of days and weeks, helping people, getting them to do what was best for them. Oh, sometimes they wouldn't like it right away, but you had to expect that. What was best for them-- Gloria smiled to herself quietly, and dialed a number. On the second ring, a voice said: "Bellevue Admitting." "We'd appreciate your sending an ambulance and attendants right away," Gloria said. "For the psychiatric wards." THE END End of Project Gutenberg's Hex, by Laurence Mark Janifer (AKA Larry M. Harris)