When Thelldon was settled behind the wheel, Warden pointed. It looked like a good place to fall through and soakyour feet, maybe even lose a snowshoe-serious incidents on a day ofminus fifteen or twenty Fahrenheit and with snow up to your ass. The sultan, anambitious man, had decided to gamble, to send out a flotilla of threeships, with orders not to return until they'd found a new, habitable world. Watched them train, hiked with them, even ran with them, though she'drun without pack or weapon.
The commodore realized he was sagging in his chair, and stiffened,straightening. He didn't know what it was allabout, but it felt right. Is that how most of the men feel about the T'swa? They wish there weretwo divisions? Or a whole army. In the name of Pertunis! he said.
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