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with a leer, "I will and you'd
better be ready."
The bedcovers rustled. "I am." 's voice became huskier. "I'm
wet already."
"Millie," he sighed, "later, all right?."
said nothing for a long moment and he he was afraid this
might be the overture to an argument, something he neither wanted
or needed at the moment. He heard 's sigh. "All right, Nat. I'm
sorry."
Oh, for the love of the Great Being, he said to himself. If
only would simply understand. Accept for the moment. But then
how could she. was not really a member of the Council, just an
adjunct to it. And although the two of them were connected, each
together, professionally...spiritually, there was no provision for
telling someone outside the Council of its workings or interests.
But more to the point, he needed to try to understand the signifi-
cance of what he had or thought he had seen with relation to the
Council. The adjuncts, everyone else, would perhaps understand its
significance, but there were wider implications: to himself, to
the Council. To everyone, he real
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