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Updated: September 14, 2025
"I am a reasonable man, but I indulge you too much even to allowing you to refuse that young imbecile Ghek, with no end of inconvenience as a result. But I will not have you question my decision about Thal and this Hoddan person!" The girl said pleasantly: "Of course not, Father. But what have they done?"
Presently it was less than that. He saw a frowning, battlemented stronghold away off to the left. Thal openly hoped that somebody would come from that castle and try to charge them toll for riding over their lord's land. After Hoddan had knocked them over with the stun-pistol, Thal would add to the heavy weight of coins already in his possession. It did not look promising, in a way.
His grandfather snorted. One of the cousins came in from outside the yacht. Thal followed him, glowing. He'd reported the looting of the spaceport town, and Don Loris had gone into a tantrum of despair because nobody seemed able to make headway against these strangers.
His presents are not as lavish as they could be. I can make him a return-present of part of the money we won in combat. That frees me of duty to him. Then I could accept the balance of the money from you, and become a retainer of yours." "Oh," said Hoddan. "You need a retainer badly," said Thal. "You do not know the customs here.
They were of all nations, but there were so many New Yorkers whose names ended in berg, and thal, and stern, and baum that she seemed to be gazing upon a cyclorama of the signs on Broadway.
Hoddan stood up. "I'll take him to the ship now." He was mildly surprised at the smoothness with which matters proceeded. He took a young clerk to the ship. He showed him the ship's papers as edited by himself. He took him through the cargo holds. He discussed in some detail what he wished to buy. When the clerk left, Thal came to complain again.
Get a horse for me, dammit! I'll show 'em how to use the stun-pistols as we ride!" Thal panted, shaking: "They ... hamstrung most of the horses!" "Get the ones that are left!" barked Hoddan. He suddenly raged at Don Loris. "Here's another time stun-pistols get used on Darth! Object to this if you want to!" Hoofbeats. Thal on a horse that shied and reared at the flames and confusion.
And here she is!" He unfastened the stateroom door, which had been barred from without. He opened it. He looked in, and grabbed, and pulled at something. Hoddan went sick with apprehension. He groaned as the something inside the stateroom sobbed and yielded. Thal brought Nedda out into the saloon of the yacht. Her nose and eyes were red from terrified weeping.
"Two, three, four, Hup, two, three, four. Hup, two, three " The cadence was established. Thal said gloomily, "Don Loris said to find out who landed that thing out yonder. And he keeps asking me about Bron Hoddan, too." He strode in step with the others. The seven men made an impressively soldierly group, tramping away from the castle wall. "What happened to him?" asked a rear-file man.
They were still in a happy mood because of the plunder they'd brought back. It was much more than a mere retainer could usually hope for in a year. "What's this all about, Thal?" demanded one of them as Thal arranged them in two lines to make a proper military appearance, spears dressed upright and garrison-shields on their left arms. "Frrrrd harch!" barked Thal, and they swung into motion.
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