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Earl ran his hand through his hair, shaking his head. “I don’t remember clearly, I guess. I was looking around the room and I remember thinking how scared I was, and how nice it would be to be here with you. And then I was here.”

Earl faced the window, looking out, then turned quickly back. “What is it?” he asked, desperately. “What happened to me?”

“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.”