She sat in the chair, knees together and her hands in her lap, and looked less frightened now.
Gurloff said, “Tell us about it.”
She swallowed once more and said, “I don’t sec why women aren’t allowed in the Space Service.” There was an edge of defiance in her voice.
Doc Thorndon said softly, “There are various reasons, Miss. Some of them medical, especially in intergalactic travel.”
“Well, I don’t see—”
Commander Gurloff said, “It doesn’t make much difference right at the moment, does it? What are you doing aboard my ship, Miss Westley?” His face was expressionless, almost as though he was too tired to care.
She tossed her head infinitesimally, and her lower lip protruded. “I…I’ve always wanted to be a space…well, a spaceman.”
Inadvertently, Gurloff’s eyes took in her full breast,
