"Don't talk so much," the nurse admonished. "A lot of people have found out the _why_ of that law the hard way, just as you are doing, and lived to remember it. Until hospitals are built on this forlorn world, humans like you who haven't been properly conditioned will have to stay right at home." "How about these men that live and work here?" "They never get here until they've been through the mill first. Adenoids, appendix', all the extra parts they can get along without." "Well," Judith said. "I've certainly learned my lesson!" Gray didn't answer, but from out of the darkness surrounding her came a sound remarkably resembling a snort. "Gray?" Judith asked fearfully. "Yes?" "Hasn't the pilot been gone an awfully long time?" Rat himself provided the answer by alighting at the lip with a jar that shook the ship. He was breathing heavily and lugging something in his arms. The burden groaned. "Gladney!" Nurse Gray exclaimed. "I got." Rat confirmed. "Yes, Gladney. Damn heavy, Gladney." "But how?" she demanded. "What of Roberds and Peterson?" "Trick," he sniggered. "I burn down my shack. Boss run out. I run in. Very simple." He packed Gladney into the remaining hammock and snapped buckles. "And Peterson?" she prompted. "Oh yes. Peterson. So sorry about Peterson. Had to fan him." "_Fan_ him? I don't understand." "Fan. With chair. Everything all right. I apologized." Rat finished up and was walking back to the lock. They heard a slight rustling of wings as he padded away. He was back instantly, duplicating his feat of a short time ago. Cursing shouts were slung on the night air, and the deadly spang of bullets bounced on the hull! Some entered the lock. The Centaurian snapped it shut. Chunks of lead continued to pound the ship. Rat leaped for the pilot's chair, heavily, a wing drooping. "You've been hurt!" Gray cried. A small panel light outlined his features. She tried to struggle up. "Lie still! We go. Boss get wise." With lightning fingers he flicked several switches on the panel, turned to her. "Hold belly. Zoom!" Gray folded her hands across her stomach and closed her eyes. Rat unlocked the master level and shoved! * * * * * "Whew!" Nurse Gray came back to throbbing awareness, the all too familiar feeling of a misplaced stomach attempting to force its crowded way into her boots plaguing her. Rockets roared in the rear. She loosened a few straps and twisted over. Judith was still out, her face tensed in pain. Gray bit her lip and twisted the other way. The Centaurian was grinning at her. "Do you always leave in a hurry?" she demanded, and instantly wished she hadn't said it. He gave no outward sign. "Long-time sleep," he announced. "Four, five hours maybe." The chest strap was lying loose at his side. "That long!" she was incredulous. "I'm never out more than three hours!" Unloosening more straps, she sat up, glanced at the control panel.