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Jill
snapped
out
of
her
mood
and
looked
at
Smith
.
Why
,
the
poor
infant
didn
’
t
even
know
anything
was
wrong
!
She
made
a
real
effort
to
look
at
it
from
his
point
of
view
.
She
failed
,
but
she
did
grasp
that
he
had
no
notion
that
they
were
running
away
from
-
from
what
?
The
cops
?
The
hospital
authorities
?
She
was
not
sure
quite
what
she
had
done
,
or
what
laws
she
had
broken
;
she
simply
knew
that
she
had
pitted
her
own
puny
self
against
the
combined
will
of
the
Big
People
,
the
Bosses
,
the
ones
who
made
decisions
.
But
how
could
she
tell
the
Man
from
Mars
what
they
were
up
against
when
she
did
not
understand
it
herself
?
Did
they
have
policemen
on
Mars
?
Half
the
time
she
found
talking
to
him
like
shouting
down
a
rain
barrel
.
Heavens
,
did
they
even
have
rain
barrels
on
Mars
?
Or
rain
?
"
Never
you
mind
,
"
she
said
soberly
.
"
You
just
do
what
I
tell
you
to
do
.
"
"
Yes
.
"
It
was
an
unmodified
,
unlimited
acceptance
,
an
eternal
yea
.
Jill
suddenly
had
the
feeling
that
Smith
would
unhesitatingly
jump
out
the
window
if
she
told
him
to
-
in
which
belief
she
was
correct
;
he
would
have
jumped
,
enjoyed
every
scant
second
of
the
twenty
storey
drop
,
and
accepted
without
surprise
or
resentment
the
discorporation
on
impact
.
Nor
would
he
have
been
unaware
that
such
a
fall
would
kill
him
;
fear
of
death
was
an
idea
utterly
beyond
him
.
If
a
water
brother
selected
for
him
such
a
strange
discorporation
,
he
would
cherish
it
and
try
to
grok
.
"
Well
,
we
can
’
t
stand
here
pampering
our
feet
.
I
’
ve
got
to
feed
us
,
I
’
ve
got
to
get
you
into
different
clothes
,
and
we
’
ve
got
to
leave
.
Take
those
off
.
"
She
left
to
check
Ben
’
s
wardrobe
.
She
selected
for
him
an
inconspicuous
travel
suit
,
a
beret
,
shirt
,
underclothes
,
and
shoes
,
then
returned
.
Smith
was
as
snarled
as
a
kitten
in
knitting
;
he
had
tried
to
obey
but
now
had
one
arm
prisoned
by
the
nurse
’
s
uniform
and
his
face
wrapped
in
the
skirt
.
He
had
not
even
removed
the
cape
before
trying
to
take
off
the
dress
.
Jill
said
,
"
Oh
,
dear
!
"
and
ran
to
help
him
.
