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"I am the highest Irschchan official, its Baron in their terms the lowest of the Imperial nobility. All other nobles outside the Traiti Sector are human. There has never been an Irschchan Ranger, so we cannot hope for an Irschchan Sovereign unless we succeed." He paused and scanned the group lightly, sensing their approval of his words.
So Steve and Terry rode through the forests, passing from the dull fringe of the day into the calm glory of the night, feeling the air grow cooler and sweeter against their faces, sensing the shutting-in about them of the gentle serenity of the wilderness.
On his own side, Bateese and the bateau crew were preparing their meal. It was eight o'clock when a man he had not seen before brought in his supper. He ate, scarcely sensing the taste of his food, and half an hour later the man reappeared for the dishes. It was not quite dark when he returned to his window, but the far shore was only an indistinct blur of gloom. The fires were brighter.
The abrupt intensity of his manner was out of all proportion to the merely surface friction of the moment; and Sara, sensing something deeper and of more significance behind it, hurriedly switched the conversation into a less personal channel. "Very well," she said lightly, disengaging her hand. "I'll forgive you, and you shall tell me about Friar Anselmo."
Claybrook, on the other hand, was enjoying himself. And apparently sensing the tension in Joe's mind, and seeking to lighten it a bit, she volunteered: "Captain Claybrook is going to help us put the tea room across. He was one of our best little patrons in Camp Taylor." Claybrook looked self-conscious; Joe even more embarrassed.
Often enough it failed him entirely, he had assured me, that odd, sudden chill as of an abrupt lowering of the temperature, which, I understood, often advised him of the nearness of enmity actively malignant. Now, standing at the window, looking down into that old-world garden, he was "sensing" the atmosphere keenly, seeking for the note of danger.
Finally, two of the foremost spectators, sensing the tiny body crowded between them, stepped aside. "Don't miss this, my little man. Listen, and maybe you will laugh yourself a little bigger." He gave Sira a gentle shove, so that she almost stumbled over the block on which the speaker was standing. And that old man suddenly stopped talking, so that his toothless mouth sucked in, then stood agape.
But before the cadet referee could drop his hand, a powerful, low-slung jet car, its exhaust howling, pulled to a screeching stop at the edge of the field and a scarlet-clad enlisted Solar Guardsman jumped out and spoke to him. Sensing that it was something important, the two teams jogged over to surround the messenger. "What's up, Joe?" asked Roger.
Elmer, summoning youth's supreme weapon of an affected boredom, yawned, stifled his little cough and went with Virginia to meet Florence. Florence giggled over the introduction, then grew abruptly as grave as a matron of seventy and tactlessly observed that Mr. Whereupon Mr. "I don't think much of your friends," remarked Florrie, sensing sudden opposition and flying half-way to meet it.
She watched him, sensing for the first time something of the terrible emotions that sometimes beset men in tense situations but entirely unconscious of the fact that she had hurt him far more than any bullet could have hurt him. Yet, aside from the whiteness of his face, he took the fatal thrust without a sign.
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