any questions."
"There are still a hundred places on our primitive homeland thatprovide the answer," said Harcraft thoughtfully. "Places where menspend half the year working with vegetables and fertilizer--"
"And the other half breaking rock with a sledge hammer?"
"Yes. And there's probably no better place than a cell to train for theisolation of space."
"Uh-huh. It also explains a certain familiarity with makeshiftexplosives and weapons."
"And, brother Bean Brain," summed up Harcraft wistfully. "What betterplace in the universe to find asylum from specialization."
THE END
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