From one of the black suitcases she took a copy of _The Destinyworker's Manual & Guide_ and also a photocopy of a notebook marked ACTIVE. She opened both books simultaneously and began to read. Without a glance at the bed behind her, she turned the pages slowly and uniformly until next morning when the books were finished. Word-for-word copies of them were now lightly etched on the tape reels behind her deftly molded Pigma-Foam forehead, and even now were being fed into the Action-and-Motion Editor at the base of her Myoplastic skull. Satisfied, Eighty-One raised her hand in Female Instinctive Function 14 and smoothed her graying Spun-Tex hair, feeling the hard stitching on the scalp beneath. Then the telephone rang and Eighty-One picked it up. "This is Clair Howard in C-12, Mrs. Mimms. I'm so shamed to ask on such short notice but I'm _desperate_ for a sitter tomorrow afternoon. Can you possibly come over?" "Why of course," answered the Duplicanical. * * * * * End of Project Gutenberg's The Amazing Mrs. Mimms, by David C. Knight