Hmm… I think I see his gambit. Get himself locked up in the brig so that the intervening ship that comes to help with the plague never interacts with him… of course that only works if the Vulcan captain decides to keep quiet about a rabble rouser stowaway who’s there through no fault of his own. With Mudd’s luck, it might just work, but then he’ll have to see about transportation off Beta Phoenicis IV…
Lot simpler ways to get locked in the brig … then again, Harry might be constitutionally unable to devise a simple plan that doesn’t get ahead of him.
Now we shall see how calm logic works against a worked-up mob.
Or will the colonists’ cultural conditioning to be followers even when there is no leader make the captain’s task easier?
Sleep tight, Harry.
He forced the skipper’s hand…and it came down upon his shoulder. Good night!
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