"Better put your trousers on," Mrs. Jamieson said. "It's something very unusual and terrible to think of at first, but really wonderful."
"But what happened? What is this patch behind my ear?"
Suddenly his face paled and he stopped in the act of getting into his trousers. "Guess I know now. They made me a Konv."
"Well, don't take on so. You'll get used to it."
"But they shouldn't have! They didn't even ask me!"
He started for the door, but she called him back. "No, don't run away from it now. This is the time to face it. There are two sides to every story, you know. You hear only one side in school—their side. There is also our side."
He turned back, a dawning comprehension showing in his eyes. "That's right, you're one, too. That is why you killed that Agent in the third cabin."
It was her turn to be surprised. "You knew about that?"
"I saw you. I wasn't sleeping. I was afraid to stay inside alone, so I followed you. I never told anyone."
"But you were only nine!"