"I aided you in the first place because you deserved it," she said softly. "And it does not negate my debt."
"But what do you hope to accomplish? Do you hope to trap me?"
"No."
"Rhine," he said, standing up and stretching, "you do not really understand Terrans. Remember this—I took you out of that concentration camp because I needed your aid in getting free—the guards, the garage attendant, to say nothing of the way home.
"I took you along because you were in danger—because of helping me, regardless of your reasons. Therefore I shall see that you are protected—now, against your own race—later against mine."
"Later?"
"After I unravel this mad pattern."
"You always insist upon some mad pattern," she smiled. "Really, it is very simple."
He looked at her angrily. "Just ignore it and maybe it will leave, huh? Bosh!"
"You can do very little against a phantom," she said.