 What is Dom Blessings's relationship to Dr. Mansard?
Transcriber's Note: Every effort has been made to replicate this text as faithfully as possible; changes (corrections of spelling and punctuation) made to the original text are marked like this . The original text appears when hovering the cursor over the marked text. This e-text was produced from Amazing Science Fiction Stories March 1959. Trella feared she was in for trouble even before Motwick's head dropped forward on his arms in a drunken stupor. It was a squalid saloon in the rougher section of Jupiter's View, the terrestrial dome-colony on Ganymede. Motwick, already drunk, had insisted. A woman could not possibly make her way through these streets alone to the better section of town, especially one clad in a silvery evening dress. Perhaps she could call one of Motwick's friends; she had no one on Ganymede she could call a real friend herself. There were only two other people in the Golden Satellite: the fat, mustached bartender and a short, square-built man at the bar. Evading her attempts to stay behind him, the squat man began to move down the bar away from the approaching Kregg. The dark man moved in on Trella again as Kregg overtook his quarry and swung a huge fist like a sledgehammer. She had the impression that Kregg's fist connected squarely with the short man's chin before he dodged to one side in a movement so fast it was a blur. It smashed on Kregg's head, splashing the floor with liquor, and Kregg sank stunned to his knees. The dark man, who had grabbed Trella's arm, released her and ran for the door. Moving agilely around the end of the bar, the bartender stood over Kregg, holding the jagged-edged bottleneck in his hand menacingly. Trella ran to the unconscious Motwick's side. The gravity of Ganymede was hardly more than that of Earth's moon, but the way the man picked up the limp Motwick with one hand and tossed him over a shoulder was startling: as though he lifted a feather pillow. He followed Trella out the door of the Golden Satellite and fell in step beside her. The transparent dome of Jupiter's View was faintly visible in the reflected night lights of the colonial city, but the lights were overwhelmed by the giant, vari-colored disc of Jupiter itself, riding high in the sky. “He and my mother lived on Jupiter until the oxygen equipment wore out at last. “If Dr. Mansard succeeded in landing on Jupiter, why didn't anyone ever hear from him again?” she demanded.
 Dom Blessing was Dr. Mansard's assistant.
 Dom Blessing was Dr. Mansard's assistant.  Dom Blessing was Dr. Mansard's business partner.  Dom Blessing was Dr. Mansard's employer.  Dom Blessing was Dr. Mansard's best friend.