"Probably," said Holden without any expression at all in his voice. "They used to put lunatics in snake-pits. When they were people who'd taken to lunacy for escape from reality, it made them go back to reality to escape from the snakes. Shock-treatments used to be used, later, for the same effect. We're too soft to use either treatment now. But Johnny gave himself the works. The odds are that from now on he will never want to be alone even for an instant, and he will never again quite dare to be angry with anybody or make anybody angry. You choked him and he ran away, and it was bad! So from now on I'd guess that Johnny will be a very well-behaved little boy in a grown man's body." He said very wryly indeed, "Alicia will be very happy, taking care of him." A moment later he added: "I look at that set-up the way I look at the landscape yonder." Cochrane said nothing. Holden liked Alicia. Too much. It would not make any difference at all. After a moment, though, he changed the subject. "I think this is a pretty good bet, this planet. You think it's no good. I'm going to talk to the chlorella companies. They grow edible yeast in tanks, and chlorella in vats, and they produce an important amount of food. But they have to grow the stuff indoors and they have a ghastly job keeping everything sterile. Here's a place where they can sow chlorella in the oceans! They can grow yeast in lakes, out-of-doors! Suppose they use this world to grow monstrous quantities of unattractive but useful foodstuff--in a way--wild? It will be good return-cargo material for ships taking colonists out to our other planets.--I suppose," he added meditatively, "they'll ship it back in bulk, dried." Holden blinked. He was jolted out of even his depression. "Jed!" he said warmly. "Tell that to the world--prove that--and--people will stop being afraid! They won't be afraid of starving before they can get to the stars! Jed--Jed! This is the thing the world needs most of all!" But Cochrane grimaced. "Maybe," he admitted it. "But I've tasted the stuff. I think it's foul! Still, if people want it ..." He went back down to the communicator to contact the chlorella companies of Earth, to find out if there was any special data they would need to pass on the proposal. * * * * * And so presently the ship took off for home. It landed on the moon first, and Johnny Simms was loaded into a space-suit and transferred to Lunar City, where he could live without being extradited back to Earth. He wouldn't stay there. Alicia guaranteed that. They'd move to the glacier planet as soon as hotels were built. Maybe some day they'd travel to the planet of the shaggy beasts. Johnny would never be troublesome again. He was pathetically anxious, now, to have people like him, and stay with him, and not under any circumstances be angry with him or shut him away from them. Alicia would now have a full-time occupation keeping people from taking advantage of him.