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How
the
Life
-
Plotter
’
s
finding
changed
matters
!
How
the
very
nature
of
his
crime
had
changed
!
And
it
had
all
hinged
on
Finge
.
The
phrase
caught
at
him
with
its
ridiculous
rhyme
and
its
heavy
beat
circled
dizzyingly
inside
his
skull
:
It
hinged
on
Finge
.
It
hinged
on
Finge
.
.
.
Harlan
had
avoided
any
personal
contact
with
Finge
on
his
return
to
Eternity
after
those
days
with
Noys
in
the
482nd
.
As
Eternity
closed
in
about
him
,
so
did
guilt
.
A
broken
oath
of
office
,
which
seemed
nothing
in
the
482nd
,
was
enormous
in
Eternity
.
He
had
sent
in
his
report
by
impersonal
air
-
chute
and
took
himself
off
to
personal
quarters
.
He
needed
to
think
this
out
,
gain
time
to
consider
and
grow
accustomed
to
the
new
orientation
within
himself
.
Finge
did
not
permit
it
.
He
was
in
communication
with
Harlan
less
than
an
hour
after
the
report
had
been
coded
for
proper
direction
and
inserted
into
the
chute
.
The
Computer
’
s
image
stared
out
of
the
vision
plate
.
His
voice
said
,
"
I
expected
you
to
be
in
your
office
.
"
Harlan
said
,
"
I
delivered
the
report
,
sir
.
It
doesn
’
t
matter
where
I
wait
for
a
new
assignment
.
"
"
Yes
?
"
Finge
scanned
the
roll
of
foil
he
held
in
his
hands
,
holding
it
up
,
squint
-
eyed
,
and
peering
at
its
perforation
pattern
.
"
It
is
scarcely
complete
,
"
he
went
on
.
"
May
I
visit
your
rooms
?
"
