For a moment the _Aeries_ paused, then it flared an orange trail of
acceleration as it headed onward.
And the _Fleetblast's_ dory scraped alongside. From the lock stepped
Pell and Timas Rorke.
Sam Knox stood, wide-legged, facing Pell, a compact and resolute form.
"I came to take you back to Terra."
Their eyes met and searched each other. Pell sighed. "Almost I am
willing to trust you. You, too, are a man who will risk life for a
principle."
"If you are innocent, I promise you you will be cleared. There is no
flaw in the mind-probe now. You know we cannot use the probe at random,
but, if you bring charges against those who framed you, we can use the
probe to get the truth."