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Hanson got up and moved forward. He had been wondering when they would get around to this. Beside him, Bork and Nema also rose. "Never trust a Sather," Bork said softly. Nema started to protest, then changed her mind. She frowned, torn between old and new loyalties. "The summons was only for Dave Hanson," Ser Perth said sternly as the three drew up to him.
"Nema," he answered, looking back. "Well eggs, then." "Nema." "What have you got?" "We have nothing but meat." "No potatoes?" "No." We got a sort of Serbian stew, the meat so tough that one had to saw the morsels apart with a knife and bolt them whole. As we were operating, a soldier leaned up against our table, and stared at our plates with a wistful longing. Jo caught his eye.
The knife started down, just as Nema managed to break free. She shrieked out a phrase of keening command. The salamander suddenly broke from Dave's chest, glowing brighter as it rose toward the face of the attacker. It was like a bit from the center of a star. The man jumped back, beginning a frantic ritual. He was too late. The salamander hit him, sank into him and shone through him.
"Anyhow, if you'd been using your eyes and seen the way we are traveling, you'd know I've rejoined the crew. I've made up with the Sather Karf and at a time like this, our great grandfather was glad to have me back!" Nema rushed toward him in delight, but Hanson wasn't convinced. "Why?" he asked. Bork sobered.
"What have you for lunch?" we asked a solid-looking waiter boy. "Nema Ruchak, bogami." We have no lunch. We looked at all the other people absorbing meat and soup. "Give us what you have." "We have nothing, bogami." "Have you soup?" "Yes, bogami." "And cheese?" "Ima, ima, bogami." "That will do for us."
There was a mirror hung on the back of it, however, with a big sign over it that said "Keep Out." He threw the door wide and stared at himself. At first, in spite of the costume, he was pleased. Then the truth began to hit him, and he felt abruptly sure he was still raging with fever and delirium. He was still staring when Nema came back into the room.
"I suppose you've got a sample of the sky that's fallen?" he asked Nema. "And what the heck are you doing here, anyhow? I thought you were a nurse." She frowned at him, but went to a corner where a small ball of some clear crystalline substance stood. She muttered into it, while a surly face stared out. Then she turned back to him, nodding. "They are sending some of the sky to you.
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