Twice, as they walked through the streets, Pendillo took a turn which led toward one of the enemy chapels. Lanny swiftly guided the missionary in another direction. The third time they came upon the Chapel of the Triangle suddenly, and before he could pull Tak Laleen back she broke free and fled toward the glowing Triangle, crying for help in her native tongue. Lanny sprinted after her. Tak Laleen beat with her fists on the metal door. From the air above them came the high whine of a materializing force-field. Capsules swung down upon them. The missionary was swallowed within the church. Lanny and his father were enveloped in a single bubble. It rose on an automatic beam and arched toward the skyport. In panic Lanny glanced down through the opalescent field at the settlement rolling by beneath them, and the choppy water of the bay, turned scarlet by the setting sun. Pendillo leaned calmly against the curved wall of their prison. "She betrayed us!" Lanny cried. "I expected her to, my son." "You--you knew this would happen?" "A teacher must sometimes contrive a unique--and possibly painful--learning situation. It's one of the risks of our profession." "Why, father? She'll tell the Almost-men about the attack on the skyport; she'll tell them--" Pendillo tapped the curved wall of force. "We're in a tight spot, Lanny. It's up to you to get us out--without a gun and without any of the enemy machines. All you have to work with are your brains and what we've taught you for the past twenty years. I think you can count on some help from Gill later on. He'll have to attack the skyport tonight, without working out all his fine plans for seizing the arsenal. And Gill won't have any guns, either." "So you and Endhart planned this." "That's why I insisted on keeping Tak Laleen alive. I thought we might need her as--as a catalyst. The vote of the resistance council rushed things a little, but on the whole I think it worked out quite satisfactorily. Your education is finished, Lanny--for all of you who are the new breed. Now start applying what we think you know." * * * * * For a brief time the prison sphere that held Lanny and Juan Pendillo was suspended above the teeming tiers of skyport streets. Enough time, Lanny guessed, for the enemy to question Tak Laleen and to reach some decision based upon what she had to tell them. Abruptly the capsule was hauled down. Lanny and his father were dumped into barred cells buried somewhere in the bowels of the city. "What will they do with us?" Lanny asked. From the adjoining cell his father answered placidly, "It depends on Tak Laleen's statement--and how much of it they believe." "Will they condemn us to readjustment?" "Undoubtedly, unless you solve our problem first--and these bars seem thoroughly solid to me." Lanny drew in his breath sharply, suddenly afraid. "What's it like, father--the readjustment?"