A minute later Durslan's intercom buzzed,and he pressed the receiver switch. The merc mortars stoppedfiring, and their colonel whistled several shrill shrieks. For Kelmer, time slowed abruptly as he watched thepistol fly from nerveless fingers. He turned to Esenrok then.
Huh! Well- I can't think of any. Now their tents had floors, there wereshowers and wash stands, and their jungle boots padded on boardwalkswhen they went to meals. Varlik laywith the others on the sloping heaps that had been bunker walls, in asmell of explosions and settling dust, sweating hard. ***Lord Beniker watched and listened to the same cube that Varlik hadplayed for the T'swa ambassador, and Varlik's comments were essentiallythe same.
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