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Jubal
nodded
.
"
Makes
sense
.
Be
your
acts
legal
or
illegal
,
nosy
neighbors
are
noxious
.
"
"
In
this
case
a
very
good
idea
.
A
pair
of
outer
doors
let
me
in
;
I
suppose
I
was
scanned
first
,
although
I
didn
’
t
spot
the
scanner
.
Through
two
more
sets
of
automatic
doors
any
one
of
which
would
slow
down
a
raiding
squad
–
then
up
a
bounce
tube
.
Jubal
,
it
wasn
’
t
an
ordinary
bounce
tube
.
It
wasn
’
t
controlled
by
the
passenger
,
but
by
someone
out
of
sight
.
More
evidence
that
they
wanted
privacy
and
meant
to
have
it
–
a
raiding
squad
would
need
special
climbing
gear
to
get
up
that
way
.
No
stairs
anywhere
.
Didn
’
t
feel
like
the
ordinary
bounce
tube
,
either
–
frankly
,
I
avoid
them
when
I
can
;
they
make
me
queasy
.
"
"
I
have
never
used
them
and
never
shall
,
"
Jubal
said
firmly
.
"
You
wouldn
’
t
have
minded
this
.
I
floated
up
gently
as
a
feather
.
"
"
Not
me
,
Ben
.
I
don
’
t
trust
machinery
.
It
bites
.
"
Jubal
added
,
"
However
,
I
must
concede
that
Mike
’
s
mother
was
one
of
the
great
engineers
of
all
times
and
his
father
–
his
real
father
–
was
a
number
one
pilot
and
a
competent
engineer
,
or
better
?
and
both
of
genius
level
.
If
Mike
has
improved
bounce
tubes
until
they
are
fit
for
humans
,
I
ought
not
to
be
surprised
.
"
"
As
may
be
.
I
got
to
the
top
and
was
landed
without
having
to
grab
for
it
,
or
depend
on
safety
nets
–
I
didn
’
t
see
any
,
to
tell
the
truth
.
Through
more
doors
that
unlocked
for
me
and
into
an
enormous
living
room
.
Enormous
!
Very
oddly
furnished
and
rather
austere
.
Jubal
,
there
are
people
who
think
you
run
an
odd
household
here
.
"
"
I
can
’
t
imagine
why
.
Just
plain
and
comfortable
.
"
"
Well
,
your
mnage
is
Aunt
Jane
’
s
Finishing
School
for
Refined
Young
Ladies
compared
with
the
weirdie
Mike
runs
.
I
’
m
just
barely
inside
the
joint
when
the
first
thing
I
see
I
don
’
t
believe
.
A
babe
,
tattooed
from
her
chin
to
her
toes
–
and
not
a
goddam
stitch
otherwise
.
Hell
,
not
even
the
home
-
grown
fig
leaf
–
she
was
tattooed
everywhere
.
Fantastic
!
"
Jubal
said
quietly
,
"
You
’
re
a
big
-
city
bumpkin
,
Ben
.
I
knew
a
tattooed
lady
once
.
Very
nice
girl
.
Intense
in
some
ways
.
But
sweet
.
"
