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we all are to see him back.... Now, Franz, put away the recorder; save
the interview for the /Chronicle/ till later. Ah, Professor Kellton; one
pupil Litchfield Academy can be proud of!"

He shook hands with them: Judge Ledue, Franz Veltrin, old Professor Dolf
Kellton. They were all happy; how much, he wondered, because he was Conn
Maxwell, Rodney Maxwell's son, home from Terra, and how much because of
what they hoped he'd tell them. Kurt Fawzi, edging him aside, was the
first to speak of it.

"Conn, what did you find out?" he whispered. "Do you know where it is?"

He stammered, then saw Tom Brangwyn and Colonel Klem Zareff approaching,
the older man tottering on a silver-headed cane and the younger keeping
pace with him. Neither of them had been born on Poictesme. Tom Brangwyn
had always been reticent about where he came from, but Hathor was a good
guess. There had been political trouble on Hathor twenty years ago; the