Link reached up and caught a foot. He brought the little man down to solidity and released him.

“Huh!” said the little man waspishly. “You’re awake.”

“Apparently,” admitted Link. “Are you?”

The little man snorted. He aligned himself and gave a shove. He floated through the air to the control board. He caught its corner. He looked it over and pushed a button. Ship gravity came on. There was a sudden slight jolt, and then a series of lesser jolts, and then the fine normal feeling of gravity and weight and up and down. Things abruptly looked more sensible. They weren’t, but they looked that way.

“I’m curious,” said Link. “Have you any idea where we are?”

The whiskery man said scornfully, “Where we are? How’d I know? That’s your business!” His air grew truculent as Link didn’t grasp the idea.

“My business?”

“You’re the astrogator, ain’t you? You signed on last night; I had to help you hold the pen, but you signed on! Astrogator, third officer’s ticket, and you said you could astrogate a wash bucket from Sirius Three to the Rim with nothin’ but a root-rule and a logarithm table. That’s what you said! You said you’d astrogated a Norse spaceliner six hundred lightyears tail-first to port after her overdrive unit switched poles. You said—”

Link held up his hand.

“I… er… I recognize the imaginative style,” he said painfully. “It’s mine, in my more exuberant moments. But how did that land me… wherever I am?”

“You made a deal with me,” said the little man, truculently. “Thistlethwaite’s the name. You signed on this ship, the Glamorgan, an’ you said you were an astrogator and I made the deal on that representation. It’s four years in jail, on Trent, to sign on or act as a astrogator unless you’re duly licensed.”

“Morbid people, the lawmakers of Trent,” said Link. “What else?”

“You don’t draw wages,” said the whiskery man, as truculently as before. “You’re a junior partner in the business I’m startin’. You agreed to leave all matters but astrogation to me, on penalty of forfeitin’ all moneys due or accrued or to accrue. It’s a tight contract. I wrote it myself.”