"Mass telenosis?" I asked quietly, not taking my eyes from the scene, feeling my heart pound harder as I caught a glimpse of the bobbing, slower lights of another vehicle on the road far back. Blekeke said, "Yups. Plug all loop-hole. Police not see house, not see ship. No one see ship leave, not knowing Blekeke on board. Complete vanish." He shrugged. "Ship keep commercial schedule. Take auxiliary power to right course, then switch rocket. Stopped on way, maybe, so what? Telenize searchers, yups?" "What about the house?" I asked. "Go boom when we leave," Blekeke said. Maxwell said, "Judas! Everyone will just assume that we and Blekeke and all the cultists have gone boom, too. That's likely to end the investigation right there. Slow it down plenty, at least." Blekeke nodded applaudingly. "Yups. Is so." He pushed the wall-button and we had the spaceship scene again. Men and Martians were loading large crates into the port of the ship. The other bulky boxes were being moved across the beach from the opening in the hill. "Leaving soon now," Blekeke said as he switched the lights on. "That most of vital equipment. Other going boom. We work awful quickness, yups?" "Just how do you mean?" I asked, more to kill time than out of real curiosity. "Ha! You not knowing how quickness we work since morning--since getting Maxwell brain band on measure machine Sun Ray...." Maxwell exclaimed; "Oh, hell, of course! Son of a blunder! _That's_ how you got it." * * * * * I had already figured that out, and I guessed it was the information Blekeke had gained from Maxwell's mind that was forcing him to act now, before he had planned. "When learned you planning 'vestigate SRI, had move fast," Blekeke corroborated. "So did. Not know you law man till then. Only that Langston mind stopped 'nosis. Not even knowing why. Worried for while--whew!" He wiped the mock perspiration from his brow and smiled. I said, "The thugs who attacked Maxwell and me were Grogan's men. May I ask now--just out of curiosity--were they telenized, or was Grogan?" Blekeke seemed happy to reply. "Grogan. Reighardt happened work on Grogan in CI. Also your brain wave number in file, but I getting first on Sun Ray machine." I had wondered about that, and there was another question that was bothering me. "When you started that blood dripping in the bathtub," I said, "was that a deliberate attempt to scare me away, or was that part of the standard treatment?" "Standard," Blekeke replied. "Subject no longer trust own senses after. But recognize 'nosis, so trying frighten you. Work good on others." I started to ask another question, but he switched on the spaceship loading scene again. A crane was hauling the last huge crate into the hold. All the humans--the SRI cultists--were apparently aboard ship. None were visible. A few Martians stood near the ship, some of them looking toward the hillock opening, and some watching the loading.