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If
he
was
right
in
his
thinking
,
the
others
would
find
out
about
it
soon
enough
.
Ash
was
seated
at
the
central
readout
console
of
the
infirmary
,
asking
questions
of
the
medical
computer
and
occasionally
getting
an
answer
or
two
.
He
glanced
up
and
smiled
amiably
at
Dallas
’
s
entrance
,
then
turned
back
to
his
work
.
Dallas
stood
quietly
alongside
,
his
eyes
switching
from
the
sometimes
incomprehensible
readouts
back
to
his
science
officer
.
The
numbers
and
words
and
diagrams
that
flashed
on
the
screens
were
easier
to
read
than
the
man
.
’
Working
or
playing
?
’
’
No
time
for
play
,
’
Ash
replied
with
a
straight
face
.
He
touched
a
button
,
was
shown
a
long
list
of
molecular
chains
for
a
particular
hypothetical
amino
acid
.
A
touch
on
another
button
caused
two
of
the
selected
chains
to
commence
a
slow
rotation
in
three
dimensions
.
’
I
scraped
some
samples
from
the
sides
of
the
first
hole
the
hand
alien
ate
through
the
deck
.
’
He
gestured
back
toward
the
tiny
crater
on
the
right
side
of
the
medical
platform
where
the
creature
had
bled
.
’
I
think
there
was
enough
acid
residue
left
to
get
a
grip
on
,
chemically
speaking
.
If
I
can
break
down
the
structure
,
Mother
might
be
able
to
suggest
a
formula
for
a
nullifying
reagent
.
Then
our
new
visitor
can
bleed
all
over
the
place
if
we
chose
to
blast
him
,
and
we
can
neutralize
any
acid
it
might
leak
.
’
’
Sounds
great
,
’
Dallas
admitted
,
watching
Ash
closely
.
’
If
anyone
aboard
can
do
it
,
you
can
.
’
Ash
shrugged
indifferently
.
’
It
’
s
my
job
.
’
Several
minutes
of
silence
passed
.
Ash
saw
no
reason
to
resume
the
conversation
.
Dallas
continued
to
study
the
readouts
,
finally
said
evenly
,
’
I
want
to
talk
.
’
