His attention wason the bridge of a warship, the flagship of a small exploration flotilla,outward bound from a world named Klestron. Then marched you back in on almost empty stomachs, fordistances of fifteen to twenty-three miles. They could say they'd been tothe administration building and been interviewed, but that was all. Sergeant Kusu told me you spoke Tyspi with him.
I've talked to quite a few Rombili,and they're not much different from us. He'd functioned well enough to hide his stuff and even get hispack back on, damn difficult with a separated shoulder. Then Kusu stretched out on his cot, and Varlik sensed the withdrawal thatmeant their conversation was ended. And tiger grass never grows on mucky ground.
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