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“
Always
.
”
Paul
leaned
forward
,
touched
Kynes
’
shoulder
.
“
How
big
an
area
does
each
worm
stake
out
?
”
Kynes
frowned
.
The
child
kept
asking
adult
questions
.
“
That
depends
on
the
size
of
the
worm
.
”
“
What
’
s
the
variation
?
”
the
Duke
asked
.
“
Big
ones
may
control
three
or
four
hundred
square
kilometers
.
Small
ones
—
”
He
broke
off
as
the
Duke
kicked
on
the
jet
brakes
.
The
ship
bucked
as
its
tail
pods
whispered
to
silence
.
Stub
wings
elongated
,
cupped
the
air
.
The
craft
became
a
full
‘
thopter
as
the
Duke
banked
it
,
holding
the
wings
to
a
gentle
beat
,
pointing
with
his
left
hand
off
to
the
east
beyond
the
factory
crawler
.
“
Is
that
wormsign
?
”
Kynes
leaned
across
the
Duke
to
peer
into
the
distance
.
Paul
and
Halleck
were
crowded
together
,
looking
in
the
same
direction
,
and
Paul
noted
that
their
escort
,
caught
by
the
sudden
maneuver
,
had
surged
ahead
,
but
now
was
curving
back
.
The
factory
crawler
lay
ahead
of
them
,
still
some
three
kilometers
away
.
