He'll be mindprobed to learn his accomplices and how he managed to smuggle even an old-style gun into the Palace. What he did's on record, on Security monitor tapes and probably the newscasters' gear as well. He'll be shot." The Major paused, then smiled. "I never thought I'd say this to a Traiti, Lieutenant Hovan, but well done. I could wish you were in my command." "I thank you, Major.
'Tain't's nifty 's the ole one, but it's easier handled, an' it'll last us through, I guess." Mira was examining it soberly. "What's the matter with it? It don't seem even somehow." He looked it over sheepishly. "I figured if I made it a bit shorter one side, yuh'd have less to pull. What bustin' I've did's run more to horses than boats, but ain't that about right?