"A paralysis ray insulating suit," he explained.
"What!" She clapped her hands to her mouth.
"You said you'd worked in the factory. Do you know where they're stored?"
She bit her lip. "Yes, in the warehouse behind the plant. But why do you want one? Don't you know escape's impossible?"
"Improbable," he corrected.
"I knew it. I knew it when you wanted to see the books on botany. Take me along. I won't ask any questions. Take me along, please."
"We're not ready yet," he replied.
"But you'll take me?" Her gray eyes were pleading.
He nodded, said, "The green suit first, though."
She drew in her breath, "All right, handsome, I'm your woman."