Summary

Randall Garrett The Mannion Court-Martial

Mannion said.
"No! Do you know what mnemonic erasure means? They'll strip away all your memories, everything but the basic pattern of your reflexes and reactions. Everything that is Dan Mannion will be erased, discarded, thrown away." Tears appeared in the corners of her eyes. "I'll be declared a widow, officially. And your body will be given a new name, a different identity. You'll be re-educated as someone else."
Mannion nodded bleakly. "I know. What can I do? Dubrow's my Commander; he has to be telling the truth.
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Randall Garrett The Mannion Court-Martial

Mannion said. "You're all doctors, aren't you? All four?"
They nodded.
"All right, then. I'll rely on your oaths as medical men not to put me through erasure until you've probed that mutiny fully. Well?"
"Okay, Mannion. We'll take a look. But if it's not as you say—"
"I'll take my chances," Mannion said. He felt cold and uncertain inside. He didn't know what they'd find. He didn't even know whether they'd keep their word and probe him before the erasure.
He put the gun down on a lab table. "Here," he said. "Here's my gun. Now let's see how good your oath is."
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