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The
a
.
c
.
of
p
.
was
almost
tapping
his
foot
in
impatience
.
"
Dr
.
Mahmoud
,
please
!
The
chart
places
you
over
on
the
other
side
of
the
room
!
The
Secretary
General
will
be
here
any
moment
–
and
the
place
is
still
simply
swarming
with
reporters
and
goodness
knows
who
else
who
doesn
’
t
belong
here
?
and
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
’
m
going
to
do
!
"
"
Then
go
do
it
someplace
else
,
bub
,
"
Jubal
suggested
.
"
What
?
Who
are
you
?
Are
you
on
the
list
?
"
He
worriedly
consulted
the
seating
chart
he
carried
.
"
Who
are
you
?
"
Jubal
answered
.
"
The
head
waiter
?
I
’
m
Jubal
Harshaw
.
If
my
name
is
not
on
that
list
,
you
can
tear
it
up
and
start
over
.
And
look
,
buster
,
if
the
Man
from
Mars
wants
his
friend
Dr
.
Mahmoud
to
sit
by
him
,
that
settles
it
.
"
"
But
he
can
’
t
sit
here
!
Seats
at
the
main
conference
table
are
reserved
for
High
Ministers
,
Chiefs
of
Delegations
,
High
Court
Justices
,
and
equal
ranks
–
and
I
don
’
t
know
how
I
can
squeeze
them
all
in
if
any
more
show
up
–
and
the
Man
from
Mars
,
of
course
.
"
"
‘
Of
course
,
’
"
Jubal
agreed
dryly
.
"
And
of
course
Dr
.
Mahmoud
has
to
be
near
the
Secretary
General
–
just
back
of
him
,
so
that
he
’
ll
be
ready
to
interpret
as
needed
.
I
must
say
you
’
re
not
being
helpful
.
"
"
I
’
ll
help
.
"
Jubal
plucked
the
paper
out
of
the
official
’
s
hand
,
sat
down
at
the
table
and
studied
it
.
"
Mmm
?
lemme
see
now
.
The
Man
from
Mars
will
sit
directly
opposite
the
Secretary
General
,
just
about
where
he
happens
to
be
sitting
.
Then
-
"
Jubal
got
out
a
heavy
soft
pencil
and
attacked
the
seating
chart
.
"
-
this
entire
half
of
the
main
table
,
from
here
clear
over
to
here
,
belongs
to
the
Man
from
Mars
.
"
Jubal
scratched
two
big
black
cross
marks
to
show
the
limits
and
joined
them
with
a
thick
black
arc
,
then
began
scratching
out
names
assigned
to
seats
on
that
side
of
the
table
.
"
That
takes
care
of
half
of
your
work
?
because
I
’
ll
seat
anybody
who
sits
on
our
side
of
the
table
.
"
The
protocol
officer
was
too
shocked
to
talk
.
His
mouth
worked
but
no
meaningful
noises
came
out
.
Jubal
looked
at
him
mildly
.
"
Something
the
matter
?
Oh
–
I
forgot
to
make
it
official
.
"
He
scrawled
under
his
amendments
:
"
J
.
Harshaw
for
V
At
Smith
.
"
"
Now
trot
back
to
your
top
sergeant
,
son
,
and
show
him
that
.
Tell
him
to
check
his
rule
book
on
official
visits
from
heads
of
friendly
planets
.
"
