“We are not sure how much this man knew or suspected about the wand. We are still studying that. But it is clear from the way he disposed of it when he lay dying, that he may have had some insight into its source. He sent one of his men, who bore the quaint name of ‘Bedivere’ to return it to a mythical ‘Lady of the Lake.’ Bedivere, of course, saw Renar’s hand rising from the water at precisely the correct moment, and placed the sword in it.” The chairman was silent a few moments after Morrey finished. “And what did they call this man?” “King Arthur.” The old man nodded. “Third Level Time Explorer Urs, have you anything further to say?” Urs gulped. “No, sir.” “Then the Board finds that you have violated the letter of the General Code of Time Travel.” In the lounge of the Bureau, the waiting men blanched and looked at one another in shock. “However,” the chairman of the System Policy Board went on, “the Board also finds that you have not violated the spirit in which the Code was drafted. Neither, in spite of his irregular experience, did Explorer Renar. “A just decision must take both of these factors into proper account. Thanks to the accident that befell Renar, and to the character of this ancient man, King Arthur, we pronounce you free to return to your work with your record unblemished.” In the Time Traveler’s Bureau, men shouted and pounded one another on the back. People smiled, in front of their life screens all over the galaxy. “Justice,” they said to one another. Urs bowed respectfully to the Board, then turned and clasped Renar’s hand. They walked back to the Bureau together. “I owe you a drink,” Urs said. “I’ll take it gladly,” Renar replied. “You knew you were going to appear before the Board. They called me without warning. And that, my friend, is a strain I hope you never go through.” “Well, the decision helps us all.” Urs extended the impregnium wand. “We’ll keep this in the hall, as a reminder. What was it Morrey said they called it?” Renar scratched his red head. “It was a strange name. Oh, yes. Excalibur.” Transcriber’s Note: This etext was produced from Fantastic Universe, March 1956 (Vol. 5, No. 2.). Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Obvious errors have been silently corrected in this version.