 Why is Starre hesitant to accept Bob's feelings?
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories Summer 1945. Queazy, my boy, can you imagine it? "She checks down to the last dimension," Bob chortled, working with slide-rule and logarithm tables. While Queazy—so called because his full name was Quentin Zuyler—dropped the ship straight down to the smooth surface of the asteroid, and clamped it tight with magnetic grapples, Bob flung open the lazarette, brought out two space-suits. Moments later, they were outside the ship, with star-powdered infinity spread to all sides. And yet, if by some chance there was such a rigidly specified asteroid, their financial worries would be over. Now that he and Queazy had found the asteroid, they were desperate to get it to its destination, for fear that the Saylor brothers might get wind of what was going on, and try to beat them out of their profits. Which was not so far-fetched, because the firm of Saylor & Saylor made no pretense of being scrupulous. Now they scuffed along the smooth-plane topside of the asteroid, the magnets in their shoes keeping them from stepping off into space. He satisfied himself as to the exterior of the asteroid, and then sent the twin beams deep into its heart. Bob twisted his head around as far as he could inside the "aquarium"—the glass helmet, and found himself looking at a space-suited girl who was standing on the edge of the asteroid "below." Mildly speaking, the girl was beautiful, and though only her carefully made-up face was visible—cool blue eyes, masterfully coiffed, upswept, glinting brown hair, wilful lips and chin—Bob suspected the rest of her compared nicely. He and Queazy caught up with her on the side of the asteroid they hadn't yet examined. About twenty steps away was her small dumbbell-shaped ship, so shiny and unscarred that it reflected starlight in highlights from its curved surface. You've taken a whim to stay on an asteroid that doesn't mean anything to you one way or another. But to us—to me and Queazy here—it means our business. In another second, Bob was standing next to her. "It's—it's very important that this—this asteroid stay right where it is," she said huskily. The big ship had landed, and little blue sparks crackled between the hull and the asteroid as the magnetic clamps took hold.
 She feels trapped by her Grandfather's bargain.
 She knows that the wedding has to happen, one way or another.  She doesn't feel the same way about Bob.  She feels trapped by her Grandfather's bargain.  She still cares about Mac, despite all that's happening.