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trong lockpick dropped into my fingers。 A work of art。 I admired it when I raised my glass。 And said good…by。 On the way back to my cabin I dropped it into a waste disposal。 It would go on with the ship while I landed （MI this singularly inhospitable world。
Every report and interview indicated that Cliaand had the most paranoiac customs men in the known universe。 Contraband simply could not be smuggled in。 Therefore I was not trying。 I was just what I appeared to be。 A salesman； representative of Fazzoletto…Mouchoir Ltd。； dealers in deadly weapons。 The firm existed and I was their salesman and no amount of investigation could prove otherwise。 Let them try。
They did。 Landing on Cliaand was not unlike going into prison。 I； and the handful of other debarkees； trundled down the gangway and into a gray room of ominous aspect。 We huddled together； under the eyes of watchful and heavily armed guards； while our luggage was brought and dumped nearby。 Nothing happened until the gangway had been withdrawn and the Kannettava had departed。 Then； one by one； we were called out。
I was not first and I weled the opportunity to examine the local types。 They were supremely indifferent to us； stamping about in knee…high boots； fingering their weapons and keeping their chins up high。 Their uniforms were all the same color； a color which at first glance might be mistaken for a very unmilitary hue of carmine； a purplish red。 Very quickly I realized that this was almost exactly the color of blood； half arterial blue； half venous pink。 It was rather disgusting and hard to avoid locking at。 And； in addition； gave no small hint about the nature of the wearer。
All of the guards were on the large side and ran to protruding jaws and little piggy eyes。 Their helmets looked like fibersteel； with sinister black visors and transparent faceplates that could be droned down。 Each carried a gaussrifle； a multipurpose and particularly deadly weapon。 High capacity batteries stored a really impressive electrical charge in the stock。 When the trigger was depressed a strong magnetic field was generated in the barrel which accelerated the missile with a muzzle velocity that equaled any explosive cartridge weapon。 And the gaussrifle was superior in that it had a more rapid rate of fire； made no sound； and shot out any one of an assortment of deadly missiles； from poison needles to explosive charges。 The Corps had reports about this weapon but we had never seen （me。 I made plans to rectify that situation as soon as possible。
〃Pas Ratunkowy；〃 someone shouted and I stirred to life as I remembered this was my cover name。 I waved hesitantly and one of the guards stomped and clacked over to me。 I do believe that he had metal plates on his heels to increase the militaristic effect。 I looked forward to getting a pair of these boots as well： I was beginning to like Cliaand。
〃You Pas Ratunkowy？〃
〃I am he； sir； at your service；〃 I answered in his native tongue； being careful to keep a foreign accent。
〃Get your luggage。 e with me。〃
He spun about and I had the temerity to call after him。
〃But； sir； bags are too heavy to carry all at once。〃
This time he impaled me with a cold； withering look and fingered his gaussrifle suggestively。 〃Cart；〃 he finally snarled and stabbed a finger at the far side of the prison yard。 I humbly went after cart。 This was a drably efficient motorized platform that rolled along on small wheels。 I quickly loaded my bags onto it and looked for my guide。 He stood by a now open door with his finger even closer to the trigger than before。 The electric motor whined at top speed and I galloped after the thing towards the door。
The inspection began。
How easy that is to say。 But it is one of those simple statements like 〃I dropped the atom bomb and it went off。〃 This was the most detailed and thorough inspection I had ever experienced and I was exceedingly happy that I had found that lockpick first。
There were ten men waiting in the smooth…walled； antiseptically white room。 Six took my baggage while the other four took me。 The first thing they did was strip me mother naked and drop me onto a fluoroscope。 A magnifying one。 Seconds later they were conferring over a blown…up print of the fillings in my teeth。 There was a mutual decision that one of them was unduly large and had a rather unusual shape。 A sinister looking array of dental gadgetry emerged and they had the filling out in an instant。 While the tooth was being refilled with enamelI'll say that much for themthe original filling was being zapped by a spectroscope。 They seemed neither depressed nor elated when its metallic content proved to be that of an accepted dental alloy。 The search went on。
While my tender pink person was being probed one of the inquisitors produced a file of papers。 Most of these were psigrams sent out after my landing application had been received。 They had consulted Fazzoletto…Mouchoir Ltd。； my employers； and had all the details of my job。 It is a good thing that this was legitimate。 I responded correctly to all the questions； inserting random sounds only twice when the physical examination probed a tender spot。 This appeared to go well； at least the file was closed and put aside。
While this was going on I had been catching glimpses of the fate of my bags。 They suffered more than I did。 Each of them had been opened and emptied； the contents spread out on the white tables； and the bag was then methodically taken to pieces。 To little pieces。 The seams were cut open； the fastening removed； the handles dissected。 And the resulting rubbish put in plastic bags； labeled and saved。 No doubt for a later and most detailed inspection。 My clothing was given only a perfunctory examination then pushed aside。 I soon found out why。 I would not be seeing it again until I left the planet。
〃You will be issued with good Cliaand clothing；〃 one of my inquisitors announced。 〃It is pleasure to wear。〃 I doubted that very much but kept my silence。
〃Is this religious symbol；〃 another asked； holding the photograph in his fingertips at arm's length。
〃It is a picture of my wife。〃
〃Only religious symbols permitted。〃
〃She is like an angel to me。〃
They puzzled over this one lot awhile； then reluctantly admitted the picture。 Not that I would be able to have anything as deadly as the original。 It was whisked away and a photographic copy returned。 Angelina seemed to be scowling in this print or perhaps that was only my imagination。
〃All at your personal items； identification and so on will be returned to you when you leave；〃 I was coldly informed。
〃While on Cliaand you will wear local dress and observe local customs。 Your personal items are there。〃 Three very utilitarian and ugly pieces of luggage were indicated。 〃Here is your identification card。〃 I grabbed at it； happy to be assured of my existence； still naked and beginning to get a chill。
〃What is in this locked case？〃 an inspector called out； a ring of expectancy in his voice like that of abound catching the scent。 They all stopped work and came over as the incriminating case was held out for my inspection。 Their expressions indicated that whatever answer I gave would be admission of crime to be followed by the death penalty。 I permitted myself to cringe back and roll my eyes。
〃Sirs； I have done nothing wrong 。 。 。〃 I cried。
〃What is it？〃
〃Military weapons〃
There were stifled cries and one of them looked around as though for a gun to execute me on the spot。 I stammered on。
〃But； sirs； you must understand。 These are the reason I came to your hospitable planet。 My firm； Fazzoletto…Mouchoir Ltd。； is an old and much respected manufacturer in the field of military electronics。 These are samples。 Some most delicate。 Only to be opened in the presence of an armament specialist。〃
〃I am armament specialist；〃 one of them said； stepping forward。 I had noted him earlier because of his bald head and a sinister scar that drew up one eye in a perpetual wink。
〃Please to meet you； sir。 I am Pas Ratunkowy。〃 He was unimpressed by my name and did not offer his。 〃If I can have my key ring I will open said case and display to you its contents。〃
A camera was swung into place to record the entire operation； before I was permitted to proceed。 I unlocked the case and flipped back the lid。 The armament specialist glared down at the various ponents in their padded niches。 I explained。
〃My firm is the originator and sole manufacturer of the memory line of proximity fuses。 No other line is as pact as ours； none as versatile。〃 I used tweezers to take a fuse from a holder。 It was no larger than a pinhead。 ' 〃This is the most minuscule； designed to be used in a weapon as small as a handgun。 Firing activates the fuse which will then detonate the charge in the slug when it es near a target of predetermined size。 This other fuse is the most intelligent； designed for use in heavy weapons or missiles。〃 They all leaned forward eagerly when I held up the wafer of the Mem…IV and pointed out its singular merits。
〃All solid state construction； capable of resisting incredible pressures； thousands of G's； massive shocks。 It can be preset to d