Mike went over to it, punched the switch, and said: "Gabriel speaking."

No image formed on the screen. A voice said: "Sorry, wrong number."

There was a slight click, and the phone went dead. Mike shrugged and

punched the cutoff. Sounded like a woman. He vaguely wished he could

have seen her face.

Mike got up and walked back to his easy chair. He had no sooner sat down

than the phone chimed again. Damn!

Up again. Back to the phone.

"Gabriel speaking."

Again, no image formed.

"Look, lady," Mike said, "why don't you look up the number you want

instead of bothering me?"

Suddenly there was an image. It was the face of an elderly man with a

mild, reddish face, white hair, and a cold look in his pale blue eyes.

It was Basil Wallingford, the Minister for Spatial Affairs.

He said: "Mike, I wasn't aware that your position was such that you

could afford to be rude to a Portfolio of the Earth Government." His

voice was flat, without either anger or humor.

"I'm not sure it is, myself," admitted Mike the Angel, "but I do the

best I can with the tools I have to work with. I didn't know it was you,

Wally. I just had some wrong-number trouble. Sorry."

"Mf.... Well.... I called to tell you that the _Branchell_ is ready for

your final inspection. Or will be, that is, in a week."

"My final inspection?" Mike the Angel arched his heavy golden-blond

eyebrows. "Hell, Wally, Serge Paulvitch is on the job down there, isn't

he? You don't need _my_ okay. If Serge says it's ready to go, it's ready

to go. Or is there some kind of trouble you haven't mentioned yet?"

"No; no trouble," said Wallingford. "But the power plant on that ship

was built according to your designs--not Mr. Paulvitch's. The Bureau of

Space feels that you should give them the final check."

Mike knew when to argue and when not to, and he knew that this was one

time when it wouldn't do him the slightest good. "All right," he said

resignedly. "I don't like Antarctica and never will, but I guess I can

stand it for a few days."

"Fine. One more thing. Do you have a copy of the thrust specifications

for Cargo Hold One? Our copy got garbled in transmission, and there

seems to be a discrepancy in the figures."

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