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“Learning ability—acquisition of power to act voluntarily—I thought the answer might be in that.”

“We’ll see. Might as well begin there, anyway. Get us a few of the balls, Lane, and I’m sure the staff will gladly try to help out.”

That evening Grant walked onto the court of the Colliseum and was made certain of the city’s anger toward him. Bee’s idea was worth testing, and he had brought with him some student telepaths, but the instant he appeared the crowd rose in a storm of fury. When the announcer requested spectators to direct the ball at Grant, their wrath gave way to cheers, and they concentrated hopefully on crushing him. But the screen held, the telepaths sensed no invading influence as Grant whirled the ball about the court, until in disgust he signaled for the screen to be deactivated.

Instantly the will of the crowd took hold. The sphere jerked erratically until concerted influence steadied it opposite Grant. Then it flashed into motion, a heavy, deadly missile, with all the mind power of a mob driving it murderously across the court at him.