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tering toward the horse incubation shed.
They went in and found a cluster of Achnoids standing around the first vat. O'Hara thrust them aside and looked and grew even paler. He barked a question and was answered.
"Well?"
"Twenty thousand vats," said O'Hara. "In the third week."
"Babies?" said Ole Doc.
"Females," said O'Hara, and then more faintly, "Females."
Ole Doc looked around and found Hippocrates. "Saw a couple lakes coming in. With all the other fauna you have on this planet, fishing ought to be interesting."
O'Hara straightened as though he had had an electric shock. "Fishing!"
"Fishing," said Ole Doc. "You are the man who is in charge here. I'm just an innocent bystander."
"Now look!" said O'Hara in horror. "You've got to help me." He tried to clutch Ole Doc's cape as the Soldier of Light moved away. "You've got to answer some riddles for me! Why is the gestation period three months? Why do they develop in six months to raging beasts! Why are they so antisocial? What have I done wrong in these vats and what can I do to correct it! You've got to help me?"
"I," said Ole Doc, "am going fishing. No doubt to a bacteriologist, a biochemist or a mutologist your
