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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Hawkins go back and dust those cavalrymen as they come through the pass." Reif said, "It was a mistake, too, to allow them the secret of the crossbow." Plekhanov roared, "I didn't allow them anything. Once the crossbow was introduced it was just a matter of time before its method of construction got to the enemy."
He moved ponderously over to Roberts, drew from its scabbard the sword bayonet the other had at his hip. He took it and slashed savagely at a stone pillar, gouging a heavy chunk from it. He tossed the weapon to Reif, whose eyes lit up. "What metals have you been using? Copper, bronze? Probably. Well, that's steel. You're going to move into the iron age overnight." He turned to Taller.
The other Earthmen laughed and took up their equipment, submachine guns, riot guns, a flame thrower, grenades, and followed him up the hill toward the fray. Chessman said over his shoulder to Reif, "Khan, you're in the saddle. You can keep in touch with both Watson and us on the radio." Reif hesitated only a moment. "There is no need for further direction of the battle from this point.
Ay, or said Saint Colme's charm for its sake, the dear? And without waiting an answer she began to sing Trefoil, vervain, John's-wort, dill, Hinders witches of their will, Weel is them, that weel may Fast upon Saint Andrew's day. Saint Bride and her brat, Saint Colme and his cat, Saint Michael and his spear, Keep the house frae reif and wear.
It's just possible that you're right though." Behind them, Reif looked thoughtfully at his teen-age son. Down the long palace corridor strode Barry Watson, Dick Hawkins, Natt Roberts, the aging Reif and his son Taller, now in the prime of manhood. Their faces were equally wan from long hours without sleep. Half a dozen Tulan infantrymen brought up their rear.
Poorly, indeed, now sound the names of Johnny Armstrong, Sim of Whittram, Sim of the Cathill, Kinmont Willie, or Christie's Will, besides those of Dukes of Buccleuch and Roxburgh, Scott of Harden, and Elliot of Stobbs and Wells; and yet, without wishing to take away the merit or the extent of their ancestors' own "reif and felonie," how much do they owe to their succession to the ill-got gear of those hardy Borderers whose names and scarcely credible achievements are all that have escaped the rapacity that, not satisfied with their lands, took also their lives!
"That's nothing to us," said Balder from the floor, where he was groping for the rapier that had rolled under the wardrobe. "Do be quiet! That is my landlady's daughter, a very respectable girl " "Well, is nobody respectable except her? What do you pay rent for?" His face grew red with rage, and, placing his mouth close to the door, he called out, "What do you want with Reif? He's in bed.
"I assume you are a soldier?" Taller said, "This is Reif, my eldest, and by our custom, second in command of the People's armies. As Khan, I am first." Reif nodded coldly to Plekhanov. "I am a soldier." He hesitated for a moment, then added, "And willing to die to protect the People."
And why I did not take my revenge on Chessman after he'd killed Reif. A Khan's first training is that no personal emotion must interfere with the needs of the People. When you turned Joe Chessman over to me, I realized his education, his abilities were too great to destroy. We sent him to a mountain university and have used him profitably all these years.
The Security Police sergeant looked emptily after them as they progressed down the corridor. Together, Watson and Reif motioned aside the two Tulan soldiers who stood before the door of their destination, and pushed inward without knocking. Joe Chessman looked up wearily from his map and dispatch laden desk.
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