position of authority you have to face the responsibilities. You understand me?” “You have to protect your own reputation back at Cluster headquarters,” Rynason said. “Well, yes. Of course, you get into a pattern of thinking eventually … sort of a fatherly feeling, I suppose, though I’ve never even been on the parentage rolls back on the in-worlds. But I mean it—it happens, I get that feeling. And I’m getting a bit worried about you, Lee.” Rynason could see what was coming now. He sat further back into the chair and said, “Why?” Manning frowned with concern. “I’ve been noticing you with Mara lately. You seem pretty interested in her.” “Is she one of those vices you were telling me about, Manning?” said Rynason quietly. “You want to warn me to stay away from her?” Manning shook his head, a quick gesture dismissing the idea. “No, Lee, not at all. She’s not that kind of a woman. And that’s my point. I can see how you look at her, and you’re on the wrong track. When you’re out here on the Edge, you don’t want a wife.” “What I need is some good healthy vice, is that what you mean?” Manning sat forward. “That puts it pretty clearly. Yeah, that’s about it. Lee, you’re building up some strong tensions on this job, and don’t think I’m not aware of it. Telepathing with that horseface is getting rough, judging from what you’ve told me. I think you should go get good and drunk and kick up hell tonight. And take one of the town women; they’re always available. Do you good, I mean it.” Rynason stood up. “Maybe tomorrow night,” he said. “Tonight I’m busy. With Mara.” He turned and walked toward the door. “I’d suggest you get busy with someone else,” Manning said quietly behind him. “I’m really telling you this for your own good, believe it or not.” Rynason turned at the door and regarded the man coldly. “She’s not interested in you, Manning,” he said. He went out and shut the door calmly behind him. Manning could be irritating with his conceited posing, but his veiled threats didn’t bother Rynason. In any case, he had something else on his mind just now. He had finally remembered what it had been about the carvings over the Hirlaji building in the photo that had touched a memory within him: there was a strong similarity to