The administrator had been ordered to the planet by the giant positronic brain that ruled arkon, to represent the newly reestablished power of the great empire on volat. The frayed dress mat had first seen on her was gone, replaced by high-necked fine blue wool with a touch of lace at her wrists and under her chin. The robots on the prison planet have been programmed to take his casts off in about a month. They knew the injury.