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"Tact!" he grinned to himself, inserting the activator key. "Tact is what a fella needs." The little space flier shot aloft, until the tiny figure of the factor stopped shaking its fist and entered the residence. TACT HE GRINNED TO HIMSELF INSERTING THE ACTIVATOR KEY TACT IS WHAT A FELLOW NEEDS THE LITTLE SPACE FLIER SHOT ALOFT UNTIL THE TINY FIGURE OF THE FACTOR STOPPED SHAKING ITS FISTS AND ENTERED THE RESIDENCE
 me. Here I was almost set to give you a lead that might get you somewhere. And you come shooting off--trying to make out I stole the 'lucene and killed those two fellows, eh? Go ahead! Get something on me! But not on Company grounds. You're leaving now!" With that he made a lunge at the officer, quite beside himself with rage. Olear could have burnt him down, but he was far too experienced for such an amateurish trick. Instead he ducked to evade Morones' blow. But the big man was as agile as a panther. In mid-air, so it seemed, he changed his direction of attack. The big fist swept downward, striking Olear's head a glancing blow. But the men of the Force have always been fighters, whatever their shortcomings as diplomats. Olear countered with a strong right to the body, thudding solidly, for Morones' softness did not go far below the surface. The factor whirled instantly, but not quite fast enough to bar the door. Olear was out and inside his ship in a few seconds, slamming the hatch. LL GO AHEAD GET SOMETHING ON ME HERE I WAS ALMOST SET TO GIVE YOU A LEAD THAT MIGHT GET YOU SOMEWHERE AND YOU COME ALONG SHOOTING OFF TRYING TO MAKE OUT I STOLE THE LOOSEN AND KILLED THOSE TWO FELLOWS EH GO AHEAD GET SOMETHING ON ME BUT NOT ON COMPANY GROUNDS YOU'RE LEAVING NOW WITH THAT HE MADE A LUNGE AT THE OFFICER QUITE BESIDE HIMSELF WITH RAGE O'LIE COULD HAVE BURNT HIM DOWN BUT HE WAS FAR TOO EXPERIENCED FOR SUCH AN AMATEURISH TRICK INSTEAD HE DUCKED TO EVADE MORIN'S BLOW BUT THE BIG MAN WAS AS AGILE AS A PANTHER IN MID AIR SO IT SEEMED HE CHANGED HIS DIRECTION OF ATTACK THE BIG FISTS SWEPT DOWNWARD STRIKING O'ER HIS HEAD A GLANCING BLOW BUT THE MEN OF THE FORCE HAVE ALWAYS BEEN FIGHTERS WHATEVER THEIR SHORTCOMINGS AS DIPLOMATS O'ER COUNTED WITH A STRONG RIGHT TO THE BODY THUDDING SOLIDLY FROM HER OWN SOFTNESS DID NOT GO FAR BELOW THE SURFACE THE FACTOR WHIRLED INSTANTLY BUT NOT QUITE FAST ENOUGH TO BAR THE DOOR AILE WAS OUT AND INSIDE HIS SHIP IN A FEW SECONDS SLAMMING THE HATCH
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