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This
morning
he
found
it
needful
to
speak
to
the
third
planet
’
s
chief
executive
.
He
was
fully
aware
of
the
flapper
system
that
made
such
contact
with
the
head
of
government
all
but
impossible
for
the
ordinary
citizen
,
even
though
Harshaw
himself
disdained
to
surround
himself
with
buffers
suitable
to
his
own
rank
–
Harshaw
answered
his
telephone
himself
if
he
happened
to
be
at
hand
when
it
signalled
because
each
call
offered
good
odds
that
he
would
be
justified
in
being
gratifyingly
rude
to
some
stranger
for
daring
to
invade
his
privacy
without
cause
–
"
cause
"
by
Harshaw
’
s
definition
,
not
by
the
stranger
’
s
.
Jubal
knew
that
he
could
not
hope
to
find
the
same
conditions
obtaining
at
the
Executive
Palace
;
Mr
.
Secretary
General
would
not
answer
his
own
phone
.
But
Harshaw
had
many
years
of
practice
in
the
art
of
outwitting
human
customs
;
he
tackled
the
matter
cheerfully
,
right
after
breakfast
.
Much
later
he
was
tired
and
very
frustrated
.
His
name
alone
had
carried
him
past
three
layers
of
the
official
flapper
defense
,
and
he
was
sufficiently
a
narrow
-
gauge
V
.
I
.
P
.
that
he
was
never
quite
switched
off
.
Instead
he
was
referred
from
secretary
to
secretary
and
wound
up
speaking
voice
-
&
-
vision
to
a
personable
,
urbane
young
man
who
seemed
willing
to
discuss
the
matter
endlessly
and
without
visible
irritation
no
matter
what
Harshaw
said
–
but
would
not
agree
to
connect
him
with
the
Honorable
Mr
.
Douglas
.
Harshaw
knew
that
he
would
get
action
if
he
mentioned
the
Man
from
Mars
and
that
he
certainly
would
get
very
quick
action
if
he
claimed
to
have
the
Man
from
Mars
with
him
,
but
he
was
far
from
certain
that
the
resultant
action
would
be
a
face
-
to
-
face
hookup
with
Douglas
.
On
the
contrary
,
he
calculated
that
any
mention
of
Smith
would
kill
any
chance
of
reaching
Douglas
but
would
at
once
produce
violent
reaction
from
subordinates
–
which
was
not
what
he
wanted
.
He
knew
from
a
lifetime
of
experience
that
it
was
always
easier
to
dicker
with
the
top
man
.
With
Ben
Caxton
’
s
life
very
possibly
at
stake
Harshaw
could
not
risk
failure
through
a
subordinate
’
s
lack
of
authority
or
excess
of
ambition
.
But
this
soft
brush
-
off
was
trying
his
patience
.
Finally
he
snarled
,
"
Young
man
,
if
you
have
no
authority
yourself
,
let
me
speak
to
someone
who
has
!
Put
me
through
to
Mr
.
Berquist
.
"
The
face
of
the
staff
stooge
suddenly
lost
its
smile
and
Jubal
thought
gleefully
that
he
had
at
last
pinked
him
in
the
quick
.
So
he
pushed
his
advantage
.
"
Well
?
Don
’
t
just
sit
there
!
Get
Gil
on
your
inside
line
and
tell
him
you
’
ve
been
keeping
Jubal
Harshaw
waiting
.
Tell
him
how
long
you
’
ve
kept
me
waiting
.
"
Jubal
reviewed
in
his
own
excellent
memory
all
that
Witness
Cavendish
had
reported
concerning
the
missing
Berquist
,
plus
the
report
on
him
from
the
detective
service
.
Yup
,
he
thought
happily
,
this
lad
is
at
least
three
rungs
down
the
ladder
from
where
Berquist
was
–
so
let
’
s
shake
him
up
a
little
?
and
climb
a
couple
of
rungs
in
the
process
.
The
face
said
woodenly
,
"
We
have
no
Mr
.
Berquist
here
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
care
where
he
is
.
Get
him
!
If
you
don
’
t
know
Gil
Berquist
personally
,
ask
your
boss
.
Mr
.
Gilbert
Berquist
,
personal
assistant
to
Mr
.
Douglas
.
If
you
’
ve
been
around
the
Palace
more
than
two
weeks
you
’
ve
at
least
seen
Mr
.
Berquist
at
a
distance
–
thirty
-
five
years
old
,
about
six
feet
and
a
hundred
and
eighty
pounds
,
sandy
hair
a
little
thin
on
top
,
smiles
a
lot
and
has
perfect
teeth
.
You
’
ve
seen
him
.
If
you
don
’
t
dare
disturb
him
yourself
,
dump
it
in
your
boss
’
s
lap
.
But
quit
biting
your
nails
and
do
something
.
I
’
m
getting
annoyed
.
"
Without
expression
the
young
man
said
,
"
Please
hold
on
.
I
will
enquire
.
"
