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Show X "Garbage in, garbage out." Old Adage, applied most often to Bauercratian management of the Governor. Dr'Anya's thoughts were interrupted by steps in the hall. Then the door to the sitting room slid open. "Now then, my good ladies," said a cheerful voice from the doorway. "Be we ready for our physic?" Dr'Anya turned to the door into the bedroom and Janni peered around her mother, both of them eyeing the NurseTech coming toward them with a tray of medical oddments. She was wearing the blue and white striped tucked and girdled plisson and the conical blue and white cap-with-veil that denoted the CloisterOrder. Dr'Anya stepped back, pushing the tufted chair out of the way and making room for the Tech. The young Janni would soon be losing the effects of her tranquilizing shot and she would needs have something to last her for another day at least. Dr'Anya glanced at the tray which the Tech had placed on Janni's night table, and then at the hypodermic which the woman was placing against the artery at the fold of Janni^s right arm. Then the Tech placed the instrument on the cluttered tray and laid the TempTest ring she wore on Janni's forehead, breast, and back. The nurse's eyebrows went up. "Thou hast bounc't back in good measure, my girl," she said, looking at her keenly- "Thou'rt indeed in bonny form." She nodded at her mother. "'Tis youth, seest thou?" Then she gathered up her tray. "Dinner in an hour, if it please my ladies," she said, then patted Janni on the arm, 83 |