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walking?”
Telzey checked her watch. “Just so I’m not late for the Phons.”
“We’ll get you back in time.”
“All right. Where do I go?”
Gudast said, “Those mind touches you reported came at points where the Luerral Hotel passes through major city complexes. We’d like you to go back to them, leave the circuit and see if you can pick up something outside.”
She got short-cut directions from the Luerral computer, set out again. The larger sections had assorted transportation aids, but, on the whole, ­circuit dwellers seemed to do a healthy amount of walking. Almost all of the traffic she saw was pedestrian.
She took an exit presently, found herself in one of the city complexes mentioned by Gudast. Her Luerral ring key informed her the hotel had turned her over to the guidance of an area computer and that the key remained at her service if she needed information. Directed by Gudast, she took a seat on a slideway, let it carry her along a main street. Super­ficially, the appearance of things here was not unlike that of some large city on Orado. The differences were functional. Psi blocks were all about, sensed as a gradually shifting pattern of barriers to probes as the slideway moved on with her. Probably less than a fifth of the space of the great buildings was locally open; everything else was h