"Well, for Jupiter's sake," Blades exclaimed, "what do they expect? We have to build up our capabilities first." "They even said, some of them, that enough reward never would be gotten. That under existing financial policies, the Belt would go in for its own expansion, use nearly everything it produced for itself and export only a trickle to America. I had to explain to several of my parents' friends that I wasn't really a socially irresponsible capitalist." "Is that all the information you have?" Chung asked when she fell silent. "I ... I suppose so. Everything was so vague. No dramatic events. More of an atmosphere than a concrete thing." * * * * * "Still, you confirm my own impression," Chung said. Blades jerked his undisciplined imagination back from the idea of a Thing, with bug eyes and tentacles, cast in reinforced concrete, and listened as his partner summed up: "The popular feeling at home has turned against private enterprise. You can hardly call a corporate monster like Systemic Developments a private enterprise! The new President and Congress share that mood. We can expect to see it manifested in changed laws and regulations. But what has this got to do with a battleship parked a couple of hundred kilometers from us?" "If the government doesn't want the asterites to develop much further--" Blades bit hard on his pipestem. "They must know we have a caviar mine here. We'll be the only city in this entire sector." "But we're still a baby," Avis said. "We won't be important for years to come. Who'd have it in for a baby?" "Besides, we're Americans, too," Chung said. "If that were a foreign ship, the story might be different--Wait a minute! Could they be thinking of establishing a new base here?" "The Convention wouldn't allow," said Blades. "Treaties can always be renegotiated, or even denounced. But first you have to investigate quietly, find out if it's worth your while." "Hoo hah, what lovely money that'd mean!" "And lovely bureaucrats crawling out of every file cabinet," Chung said grimly. "No, thank you. We'll fight any such attempt to the last lawyer. We've got a good basis, too, in our charter. If the suit is tried on Ceres, as I believe it has to be, we'll get a sympathetic court as well." "Unless they ring in an Earthside judge," Avis warned. "Yeah, that's possible. Also, they could spring proceedings on us without notice. We've got to find out in advance, so we can prepare. Any chance of pumping some of those officers?" "'Fraid not," Avis said. "The few who'd be in the know are safely back on shipboard." "We could invite 'em here individually," said Blades. "As a matter of fact, I already have a date with Lieutenant Ziska." "What?" Avis' mouth fell open.