He was suffering one of thenightmares of a general officer; that is, his troops were under attack andhe had no idea at all what was going on. They'd be impossible to hideor explain, even at the family's rural estate, where the sizeable domesticstaff and farm crew would see them. He was answered from a little distance. And hit hischeckpoint dead on, grinning, pleased with himself.
Drag in your packand bed down with us. North of the Eel River, the Komarsi had no held lines. His progress withthe language cube was less satisfying than the physical training, partlybecause there was no one on board to test him. The words came out quiet but intense.
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