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"
Who
told
you
the
Council
knew
of
any
of
this
?
"
"
Finge
knew
of
it
and
sent
in
a
report
concerning
it
to
the
Council
.
"
"
And
how
do
you
know
that
?
"
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"
I
got
it
out
of
Finge
at
the
point
of
a
neuronic
whip
.
The
business
end
of
a
whip
abolishes
comparative
status
.
"
"
The
same
whip
that
did
this
?
"
Twissell
pointed
to
the
gauge
with
its
blob
of
molten
metal
perched
wryly
above
the
face
of
the
dial
.
"
Yes
.
"
"
A
busy
whip
.
"
Then
,
sharply
,
"
Do
you
know
why
Finge
took
it
to
the
Council
instead
of
handling
the
matter
himself
?
"
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"
Because
he
hated
me
and
wanted
to
make
certain
I
lost
all
status
.
He
wanted
Noys
.
"
Twissell
said
,
"
You
’
re
naпve
!
If
he
had
wanted
the
girl
,
he
could
easily
have
arranged
liaison
.
A
Technician
would
not
have
been
in
his
way
.
The
man
hated
me
,
boy
.
"
(
Still
no
cigarette
.
He
looked
odd
without
one
and
the
stained
finger
he
lay
on
his
chest
as
he
spoke
the
last
pronoun
looked
almost
indecently
bare
.
)
"
You
?
"