"From those files, my agents have procured some interesting items, such as--" and he paused to pull out a sheaf of papers--"cancelled checks made out to officials of your new government from Titanic Food Distributors, a subsidiary of Galactic Aid. "Also a detailed plan of organization for this government, outlining each step for acquisition of power during the emergency. This plan is dated two years ago and is initialed 'CRS', which, I believe, are the initials of the president of Galactic Aid Incorporated. Hand-writing analysts will sew that one up. "The plan is quite fascinating. It gives the procedure for your present establishment: the vigilantes gradually converted to city councils, local governments, consisting of confused and unprepared citizens gullible to the suggestions of agent provocateurs, regional then international conventions to formulate the new government. And at every turn, every election, guided by citizen-agents who would never have seen political power under the old status quo. "The future of this plan is even more fascinating--putting Lyrane on an industrialized economy, when Lyrane has never had industrial potential, gumming up the works with embargoes and tariffs; and a bureaucratic, leech-like government that will sop up everything in taxes. "It's a masterpiece of planning--of planning the permanent financial and moral destruction of a planet." The planetary officials had suddenly been confronted by a master duelist, this stranger was a swords-man with complete command of riposte, parry and thrust. All they could do was try a few clumsy lunges. "Just who the hell are you to take charge this way and say these preposterous things?" the Governor asked. Florin replied. "You, I know, are a minor executive of one of Galactic Aid's subsidiaries. I happen to be Roald Gibbons, head of Universal Relief. "And since you want the cards on the table--here they are. "We have this evidence that I have mentioned, and much more, all under lock and key now. We will use that evidence to prove that this planetary government was and is sponsored by Galactic Aid for the purpose of exploiting this planet in a negative sense and thereby removing it from the accounts of Universal Relief. "We also have a solid case to prove that you, or some of your cohorts, incited the original treason and violence that caused this whole mess. My special investigators have unearthed the cobra nest of your government, while I personally had the satisfaction of gathering proof of your hand in the corporation-men purge." From a casual administrative difficulty, Florin had turned the conversation, since he entered, into a venomous attack. Florin had remained standing, but the two officials had retired to chairs. As opposition, they were discouragingly silent, but Florin had more than enough to carry the conversation alone.