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Obligation
,
he
thought
bitterly
.
It
could
stick
with
him
the
rest
of
his
life
,
once
incurred
.
Right
to
the
grave
itself
.
Paul
had
—
to
his
own
satisfaction
,
anyhow
—
discharged
his
.
But
Childan
’
s
;
ah
,
that
regrettably
had
the
earmark
of
being
unending
.
They
’
re
out
of
their
minds
,
Childan
said
to
himself
.
Example
:
they
won
’
t
help
a
hurt
man
up
from
the
gutter
due
to
the
obligation
it
imposes
.
What
do
you
call
that
?
I
say
that
’
s
typical
;
just
what
you
’
d
expect
from
a
race
that
when
told
to
duplicate
a
British
destroyer
managed
even
to
copy
the
patches
on
the
boiler
as
well
as
—
Paul
was
eying
him
intently
.
Fortunately
,
long
habit
had
caused
Childan
to
suppress
any
show
of
authentic
feelings
automatically
.
He
assumed
a
bland
,
sober
expression
,
persona
that
correctly
matched
the
nature
of
the
situation
.
He
could
sense
it
there
,
the
mask
.
This
is
dreadful
,
Childan
realized
.
A
catastrophe
.
Better
Paul
had
thought
I
was
trying
to
seduce
his
wife
.
Betty
.
There
was
no
chance
now
that
she
would
see
the
piece
,
that
his
original
plan
would
come
off
.
Wu
was
incompatible
with
sexuality
;
it
was
,
as
Paul
said
,
solemn
and
holy
,
like
a
relic
.
"
I
gave
each
of
these
individuals
one
of
your
cards
,
"
Paul
said
.
"
Pardon
?
"
Childan
said
,
preoccupied
.
"
Your
business
cards
.
So
that
they
could
come
in
and
inspect
other
examples
.
"
"
I
see
,
"
Childan
said
.
