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. How does Nayda strike you?"
"She seemed quite sensible,'' I said. "Also, I believe she rather likes
me."
Vialle brooded a moment, then said, "If word of this gets to Orkuz, he
could well get the impression that we are holding her hostage against his
proper performance in any negotiations which might arise out of the
situation in Kashfa."
"You're right. I hadn't thought of that."
"He will. People tend to think of such matters when dealing with us. So
what we need to do is buy some time and try to turn her up before this
begins looking suspicious."
"I understand," I said.
"Most likely, he will send to her quarters soon-if he hasn't already
done so-to discover why she was not present at dinner. If he can be
satisfied now, you will have the entire night in which to try to locate
her."
"How?"
"You're the magician. You figure it out. In the meantime, you say that
Nayda is sympathetic?"
"Very much so. "
"Good. It seems to me that the best course of action then would be to
attempt to enlist her aid. I trust you to be tactful and do this in the
least distressing manner possible, of course-"
"Naturally-" I began.
"-because of her recent illness," she went on. "All we need to do now
is give the second daughter a heart attack."
"Illness?" I inquired. "She hadn't mentioned anything about that
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