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its patient—”

“Which one?” Murchison asked angrily. “Khone or the being presently under his

knife? And an emergency, in case you’ve forgotten, occurs spontaneously or

because a situation is out of control. It should not be caused deliberately

simply because someone feels hon-orbound to be somewhere else.

“In any case,” it went on, “he was in surgery and did not have time to say more

than a few words, which were that we should leave at once without him, and not

worryabout it.”

“Then it is you who is making excuses for your life-niate’s misbehavior…”

Naydrad began when Prilicla, speaking for the first time, interrupted it.

“Please,” it said gently, “I feel our friend Cha Thrat wanting to say

something.”

As a Senior Physician and leader of Rhabwar’s medical team it would have been

quite in order for Prilicla to tell them that their continued bickering was

causing itdiscomfort, and that they should shut their speaking ori- 11 fices

forthwith. But she also knew that the little empath 11 Would never dream of

doing any such thing, because the resultant feelings of embarrassment and guilt

over the pain they had caused their inoffensive, well-loved, and

emotion-sensitive team leader would have rendered it even more uncomfortable.

It was therefore in Prilicla’s own selfish interests to give orders indirectly

so as to minimize trie generation of unpleasant feelings around it. If it felt

her wanting to speak, it was probable that it could also feel that she, too, was

wanting to reduce the current unpleasantness.

They were all staring at her, and Priiicla had ceased trembling. Plainly the

emotion of curiosity was much less distressing than that which had gone before.

“I, too,” Cha Thrat said, “have studied the Goglesk tape, and in particular the

material on Khone__”

“Surely this is no concern of yours,” Danalta broke in. “You are a maintenance

person.”

“A most inquisitive maintenance person,” Naydrad said. “Let it speak.”

“A maintenance person,” she replied angrily, “should be inquisitive about the

being for whose accommodation she is responsible!” Then she saw Priiicla begin

to tremble again, and controlled her feelings as she went on. “It seems to me

that you may be concerning yourselves needlessly. Diagnostician Conway did not

speak to Pathologist Murchison as if it felt unduly concerned. What exactly did

the message from Goglesk say about the condition of the patient?”

“Nothing,” Murchison said. “We know nothing of the clinical picture. It isn’t

possible to send a lengthy message from a small, low-powered base like Goglesk.

A lot of energy is needed to punch a signal through hyperspace so that—”

“Thank you,” Cha Thrat said politely. “The technical problems were covered in

one of my maintenance lectures. What did the message say?”

Murchison’s face had deepened in color again as it said, “The exact wording was

‘Attention, Conway, Sector General. Most Urgent. Khone requires ambulance ship

soonest possible. Wainright, Goglesk Base.'”

For a moment Cha Thrat was silent, ordering her thoughts, then she said, “I am

assuming that Healer Khone and its other-species friend have been keeping

themselves informed regarding each other’s progress. Probably they have been

exchanging lengthier, more detailed and perhaps personal messages carried aboard

the Monitor Corps courier vessels operating in this sector, which would avoid

the obvious disadvantages of information transmitted through hyperspace.”

Naydrad’s fur was indicating that it was about to interrupt. She went on

quickly. “From my study of the Gogleskan material, I am also assuming that Khone

is, within the limits imposed by its conditioning, an unusually thoughtful and

considerate being who would be unwilling to inconvenience its friends

unnecessarily. Even if Conway had not mentioned the subject directly, Khone

would already have learned from its sharing of the Earth-human’s mind the full

extent of the duties, responsibilities, and workload carried by a Diagnostician.

And Conway, naturally, would be equally well informed about Khone’s mind and its

probable reaction to that knowledge.

“As the being who wished to be responsible for this patient,” she continued,

“the hyperspace signal was for Conway’s attention. But it urgently requested an

ambulance ship, not the presence of the Diagnostician.

“Conway knew why this was so,” Cha Thrat went on, “because it also knew as much

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