Forell drew a deep breath and examined his companion closely. At last, his left hand relaxed a little. "It's no hoax," he admitted. Andorra sighed and leaned back. "And you can use help? You're asking me?" He paused, waiting as Forell nodded, then spread his hands. "You know," he said, "it shouldn't take me too long to fix it so I would not be missed too much for a few years." He looked at the wall. "It must be quite a training course." THE END Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from _Astounding Science Fiction_ January 1956. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note.