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and wiped their minds clean of all memory, training, and experience so that they

are left with nothing but the instincts and behavior patterns of animals.

“What kind of organism or agency,” it ended with another shiver, “could cause

such a selectively destructive effect as that?”

Cha Thrat had a sudden urge to wrap her medial arms around the Pathologist and

comfort it, and an upsurge of the kind of emotion that no Sommaradvan, male or

female, should feel for an Earth-human. With difficulty she controlled the

feelings that were not her own and said gently, “The anesthetic might give you

the answer. We are seeing patients in whom the disease, or whatever, has run its

course. If they are knocked out and we found the other one, isn’t it possible

that the disease might not have run its course with this survivor, or the

survivor has natural resistance to it? By studying the disease and the resistant

patient you might discover the cure for all of them.”

“The anesthetic, yes,” Murchison said, and smiled. “Your tactful way of

reminding a stupid Pathologist of the elements of her job would do credit to

Prilicla itself. I’m wasting time here.”

It turned to leave, then hesitated. Its face was still very pale.

“Whatever it is that is affecting these people,” it said grimly, “is outside my

clinical experience, and possibly that of the hospital. But there should be no

danger to us. You already know from your medical lectures that other-species

pathogens can effect only life-forms that share a common planetary and

evolutionary background, and have no effect on off-planet organisms. But there

are times when, in spite of everything we know to the contrary, we wonder if we

will someday run into the exception that proves the rule, a disease or a

clinical condition that is capable of crossing the species barrier.

“The mere possibility that this might be that exception,” it went on very

seriously, “is scaring the hell out of me. If this should be our bacteriological

bogeyman, we must remember that the disease does not appear to have any physical

effects. The onset and symptomology of the condition are more likely to be

psychological rather than physical. I shall discuss this with Prilicla, and we

shall be watching you for any marked behavioral changes, just as you must keep a

watch on your own mental processes for uncharacteristic thoughts or feelings.”

The Pathologist shook its head in obvious self-irritation. “Nothing can harm you

here, I’m as sure of that as I can possibly be. But please, Cha Thrat, be very

careful anyway.”

Chapter 18

SHE did not know how long she spent watching the mindless struggling of the FGHJ

on its couch, and its strong, blunt-fingered hands that had guided this great

vessel between the stars before she left the control deck, feeling depressed and

angry at her inability to produce a single constructive idea, to begin

collecting food for the other, still-hungry crew members. But when she entered

the nearest food storage compartment a few minutes later, she was startled to

find Prilicla alreadythere.

“Friend Cha,” the empath said, “there has been achange of plan…”

The anesthetic that Murchison was producing would have to be tested, in minute

but gradually increasing doses, initially on the FGHJ in Control. That process

could take anything up to three days before the Pathologist could pronounce it

safe for use. Prilicla felt sure that the survivor did not have three days and

another method of pacifying the crew members, not as effective as anesthesia,

must be tried. Adequate supplies of the crew’s own tranquilizers were available,

and large doses of these would be added to the crew’s food and drink in the hope

that, heavily tranquilized and with their hunger satisfied, the intensity of

their emotional radiation would be245reduced to a level where the empath could

isolate and locate the remaining and seriously ill or injured survivor.

“I would like all of the crew members to be fed and tranquilized as quickly as

possible,” Prilicla went on. “Our friend’s emotional radiation is characteristic

of a mind of high intelligence presently degraded by pain, rather than one in

the condition of its crew-mates, but it grows steadily weaker. I fear for its

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