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e　from　the　direction　of　the　waiting　room。
　Brambell　sighed　again；　a　very　different　sigh　from　the　first。　He　glanced　around　the　cabin　quickly。　Then；　spying　a　surgical　mask；　he　picked　it　up　and　slipped　it　over　his　mouth。　He　found　it　very　useful　in　hurrying　patients　along。　He　gave　the　books　a　last　loving　glance；　then　slipped　out　of　the　cabin；　closing　the　door　behind　him。
　He　walked　down　the　long　hallway；　past　the　rooms　of　empty　hospital　beds；　past　the　surgical　bays　and　the　pathology　lab；　to　the　waiting　room。　There　was　Eli　Glinn；　an　expandable　file　beneath　one　arm。
　Glinn's　eyes　fastened　on　the　surgical　mask。　〃I　didn't　realize　you　were　with　someone。〃
　〃I'm　not；〃　Brambell　said　through　the　mask。　〃You're　the　first　to　arrive。〃
　Glinn　glanced　at　the　mask　a　moment　more。　Then　he　nodded。　〃Very　well。　May　we　speak？〃
　〃Certainly。〃　Brambell　led　the　way　to　his　consultation　room。　He　found　Glinn　to　be　one　of　the　most　unusual　creatures　he　had　ever　met：　a　man　with　culture　who　took　no　delight　in　it；　a　man　with　conversation　who　never　employed　it；　a　man　with　hooded　gray　eyes　who　made　it　his　business　to　know　everyone's　weaknesses；　save　his　own。
　Brambell　closed　the　door　to　his　consultation　room。　〃Please　sit　down；　Mr。　Glinn。〃　He　waved　a　hand　at　Glinn's　folder。　〃I　assume　those　are　the　medical　histories？　They　are　late。　Fortunately；　I've　had　no　need　to　call　on　them　yet。〃
　Glinn　slipped　into　the　chair。　〃I've　set　aside　some　of　the　folders　that　might　require　your　attention。　Most　are　routine。　There　are　a　few　exceptions。〃
　〃I　see。〃
　〃We'll　start　with　the　crew。　Victor　Howell　has　testicular　cryptorchidism。〃
　〃Odd　that　he　hasn't　had　it　corrected。〃
　Glinn　looked　up。　〃He　probably　doesn't　like　the　idea　of　a　knife　down　there。〃
　Brambell　nodded。
　Glinn　leafed　through　several　more　folders。　There　were　the　usual　plaints　and　conditions　to　be　found　in　any　random　sampling　of　the　population：　a　few　diabetics；　a　chronic　slipped　disk；　a　case　of　Addison's　disease。
　〃Fairly　healthy　crew；　there；〃　said　Brambell；　hoping　faintly　that　the　session　was　over。　But　no　…　Glinn　was　taking　out　another　set　of　folders。
　〃And　here　are　the　psychological　profiles；〃　Glinn　said。　Brambell　glanced　over　at　the　names。　〃What　about　the　EES　people？〃
　〃We　have　a　slightly　different　system；〃　said　Glinn。　〃EES　files　are　available　on　a　need…to…know　basis　only。〃
　Brambell　didn't　respond　to　that　one。　No　use　arguing　with　a　man　like　Glinn。
　Glinn　took　two　additional　folders　out　of　his　briefcase　and　placed　them　on　Brambell's　desk；　then　casually　leaned　back　in　the　chair。　〃There's　really　only　one　person　here　I'm　concerned　about。〃
　〃And　who　might　that　be？〃
　〃McFarlane。〃
　Brambell　tugged　the　mask　down　around　his　chin。　〃The　dashing　meteorite　hunter？〃　he　asked　in　surprise。　The　man　did　carry　around　a　faint　air　of　trouble；　it　was　true。
　Glinn　tapped　the　top　folder。　〃I　will　be　giving　you　regular　reports　on　him。〃
　Brambell　raised　his　eyebrows。
　〃McFarlane　is　the　one　key　figure　here　not　of　my　choosing。　He's　had　a　dubious　career；　to　say　the　least。　That　is　why　I　would　like　you　to　evaluate　this　report；　and　the　ones　to　follow。〃
　Brambell　looked　at　the　file　with　distaste。　〃Who's　your　mole？〃　he　asked。　He　expected　Glinn　to　be　offended；　but　he　was　not。
　〃I　would　rather　keep　that　confidential。〃
　Brambell　nodded。　He　pulled　the　file　toward　him；　leafing　through　it。　〃'Diffident　about　expedition　and　its　chances　for　success；〃'　he　read　aloud。　〃'Motivations　unclear。　Distrustful　of　the　scientific　munity。　Extremely　unfortable　with　managerial　role。　Tends　to　be　a　loner。'〃　He　dropped　the　folder。　〃I　don't　see　anything　unusual。〃
　Glinn　nodded　at　the　second；　much　larger　folder。　〃Here's　a　background　file　on　McFarlane。　Among　other　things；　it　contains　a　report　here　about　an　unpleasant　incident　in　Greenland　some　years　ago。〃
　Brambell　sighed。　He　was　a　most　incurious　man；　and　this　was；　he　suspected；　a　major　reason　why　Glinn　had　hired　him。　〃I'll　look　at　it　later。〃
　〃Let's　look　at　it　now。〃
　〃Perhaps　you　could　summarize　it　for　me。〃
　〃Very　well。〃
　Brambell　sat　back；　folded　his　hands；　and　resigned　himself　to　listening。
　〃Years　ago；　McFarlane　had　a　partner　named　Masangkay。　They　first　teamed　up　to　smuggle　the　Atacama　tektites　out　of　Chile；　which　made　them　infamous　in　that　country。　After　that；　they　successfully　located　several　other　small　but　important　meteorites。　The　two　worked　well　together。　McFarlane　had　gotten　in　trouble　at　his　last　museum　job　and　went　freelance。　He　had　an　instinctive　knack　for　finding　meteorites；　but　rock　hunting　isn't　a　full…time　job　unless　you　can　get　backers。　Masangkay；　unlike　McFarlane；　was　smooth　at　museum　politics　and　lined　up　several　excellent　assignments。　They　grew　very　close。　McFarlane　married　Masangkay's　sister；　Malou；　making　them　brothers…in…law。　However；　over　the　years；　their　relationship　began　to　fray。　Perhaps　McFarlane　envied　Masangkay's　successful　museum　career。　Or　Masangkay　envied　the　fact　that　McFarlane　was　by　nature　the　better　field　scientist。　But　most　of　all　it　had　to　do　with　McFarlane's　pet　theory。〃
　〃And　that　was？〃
　〃McFarlane　believed　that；　someday；　an　interstellar　meteorite　would　be　found。　One　that　had　traveled　across　vast　interstellar　distances　from　another　star　system。　Everyone　told　him　this　was　mathematically　impossible　…　all　known　meteorites　came　from　inside　the　solar　system。　But　McFarlane　was　obsessed　with　the　idea。　It　gave　him　the　faint　odor　of　quackery；　and　that　didn't　sit　well　with　a　traditionalist　like　Masangkay。
　〃In　any　case；　about　three　years　ago　there　was　a　major　meteorite　fall　near　Tornarssuk；　Greenland。　It　was　tracked　by　satellites　and　seismic　sensors；　which　allowed　for　good　triangulation　of　its　impact　site。　Its　trajectory　was　even　captured　on　an　amateur　videotape。　The　New　York　Museum　of　Natural　History；　working　with　the　Danish　government；　hired　Masangkay　to　find　the　meteorite。　Masangkay　brought　in　McFarlane。
　〃They　found　the　Tornarssuk；　but　it　took　a　lot　more　time　and　cost　a　lot　more　money　than　they　anticipated。　Large　debts　were　incurred。　The　New　York　Museum　balked。　To　make　matters　worse；　there　was　friction　between　Masangkay　and　McFarlane。　McFarlane　extrapolated　the　orbit　of　the　Tornarssuk　from　the　satellite　data；　and　became　convinced　that　the　meteorite　was　following　a　hyperbolic　orbit；　which　meant　it　must　have　e　in　from　far　beyond　the　solar　system。　He　thought　it　was　the　interstellar　meteorite　he　had　been　looking　for　all　his　life。　Masangkay　was　worried　sick　over　the　funding；　and　this　was　the　last　thing　he　wanted　to　hear。　They　waited；　guarding　the　site；　for　days；　but　no　money　came。　At　last；　Masangkay　went　off　to　resupply　and　meet　with　Danish　officials。　He　left　McFarlane　with　the　stone　…　and；　unfortunately；　a　munications　dish。
　〃As　best　I　understand　it；　McFarlane　had　a　kind　of　psychological　break。　He　was　there；　alone；　for　a　week。　He　became　convinced　that　the　New　York　Museum　would　fail　to　provide　the　extra　funding；　and　that　in　the　end　the　meteorite　would　be　spirited　off　by　somebody；　broken　up；　and　sold　on　the　black　market；　never　to　be　seen　or　studied　again。　So　he　used　the　satellite　dish　to　contact　a　rich　Japanese　collector　who　he　knew　could　buy　it　whole　and　keep　it。　In　short；　he　betrayed　his　partner。　When　Masangkay　returned　with　the　supplies　…　and；　as　it　happened；　the　extra　funding　…　the　Japanese　were　already　there。　They　wasted　no　time　at　all。　They　took　it　away。　Masangkay　felt　betrayed；　and　the　scientific　world　was　furious　at　McFarlane。　They've　never　forgiven　him。〃
　Brambell　nodded　sleepily。　It　was　an　interesting　story。　Might　make　for　a　good；　if　somewhat　sensational；　novel。　Jack　London　could　have　done　it　justice。　Or　better　yet；　Conrad。。。
　〃I　worry　about　McFarlane；〃　Glinn　said；　intruding　on　his　thoughts。　〃We　can't　have　anything　like　that　happening　here。　It　would　ruin　everything。　If　he　was　willing　to　betray　his　own　brother…in…law；　he　would　betray　Lloyd　and　EES　without　a　second　thought。〃
　〃Why　should　he？〃　Brambell　yawned。　〃Lloyd　has　deep　pockets；　and　he　seems　perfectly　happy　to　write　checks。〃　〃McFarlane　is　mercenary；　of　course；　but　this　goes　beyond　money。　The　meteorite　we're　after　has　some　very　peculiar　properties。　If　McFarlane　grows　obsessed　with　it　as　he　did　with　the　Tornarssuk。。。　〃　Glinn　hesitated。　〃For　example；　if　we　ever　have　to　us