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Updated: June 23, 2025
Lieutenant Colonel Bela Kossuth said formally, "The government of the Sov-world has found Major Joseph Mauser, Dr. Nadine Haer, and General George Armstrong, persona non grata. As soon as your health permits, Major, it is requested that you leave Budapest and all the lands of the Sov-world, never to return." He clicked his heels, bowed again, and started for the door.
Baron Balt Haer, wearing a colonel's uniform and flicking his swagger stick along his booted leg, stood in the doorway. His voice was lazily arrogant. "And Mr. Holland, I must say, the Middle caste seems to have taken over the house. Well, Major Mauser? I assume you do not labor under the illusion that you are welcome in this dwelling."
The older Haer went back to the map, scowling still. "I don't see what he expects to do, working out of Saugerties." A voice behind them said, "Sir, may I have your permission " Half of the assembled officers turned to look at the newcomer. Balt Haer snapped, "Captain Mauser. Why aren't you with your lads?" "Turned them over to my second in command, sir," Joe Mauser said.
The younger Haer slapped his swagger stick against his bare leg and kilt. "Possibly it's a feint," he admitted. "How much were they able to observe?" his father demanded. "Not much. They were driven off by a superior squadron. The Hovercraft forces are screening everything they do with heavy cavalry units. I told you we needed more " "I don't need your advice at this point," his father snapped.
What serf would dare attempt the overthrow of his lord, in the face of God's wishes?" "I see," Balt Haer said. "And other examples?" Holland shrugged. "The Chinese Mandarins utilized possibly the most unique method of a governing class perpetuating itself ever known, certainly one of the most gentle." Haer was scowling at him, obviously out of his depth, as was Joe Mauser for that matter.
In Category Military rank is observed whilst in uniform, even though neither individual is currently on active service. Joe had automatically come to attention. He said, stiffly, "Sir, I am calling upon your sister, Dr. Haer." "Indeed," Baron Haer said, his nostrils high in that attitude once perfected by grandees of medieval Spain, landed gentry of England, Prussian Junkers.
"Perhaps, although as a member of the Government Category, it should hardly be my position to advocate such." He seemed to switch subjects. "Have you read much of the Roman ludi, the games as we call them?" "The gladiators and such?" Joe shrugged. "I've read a bit about them. It's been pointed out, in fact by Dr. Haer, among others, that basically our present day fracases serve the same purposes.
The other was a smallish man, but strikingly strong of face and strongly built. His voice was clipped, clear and had the air of command as though born with it. He, like Joe, wore mufti and now extended his hand to be shaken. "I hear you've signed up with Baron Haer, captain. I was rather expecting you to come in with me. Had a place for a good aide de camp.
Baron Haer had been riding high for so long that one would have thought his reputation for victory would have lured many a veteran to his colors. Evidently they hadn't bitten. The word was out all right. Max Mainz returned with the drink. Joe said, "You had one yourself?" "No, sir." Joe said, "Well, Zen, go get yourself one and come on back and sit down. Let's get acquainted." "Well, yessir."
He said nothing. Nadine said finally, her voice so low as almost not to be heard, "Perhaps I would be willing to marry a man of Middle caste." He was taken with surprise, but even in thrilling to the meaning of her words, his head was shaking in negation. "Nadine Haer, Category Medicine, Rank Doctor, Mid-Upper, married to Major Joseph Mauser, Category Military, Mid-Middle.
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