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Jessica
said
.
Yueh
took
the
cup
,
held
it
toward
Idaho
.
“
Drink
this
,
lad
.
”
“
Don
’
t
wan
’
any
more
t
’
drink
.
”
“
Drink
it
,
I
say
!
”
Idaho
’
s
head
wobbled
toward
Yueh
,
and
he
stumbled
one
step
ahead
,
dragging
the
guards
with
him
.
“
I
’
m
almighdy
fed
up
with
pleasin
’
th
’
’
Mperial
Universe
,
Doc
.
Jus
’
once
,
we
’
re
gonna
do
th
’
thing
my
way
.
”
“
After
you
drink
this
,
”
Yueh
said
.
“
It
’
s
just
caffeine
.
”
“
‘
Sprolly
like
all
res
’
uh
this
place
!
Damn
’
sun
’
stoo
brighd
.
Nothin
’
has
uh
righd
color
.
Ever
’
thing
’
s
wrong
or
.
.
.
.
”
“
Well
,
it
’
s
nighttime
now
,
”
Yueh
said
.
He
spoke
reasonably
.
“
Drink
this
like
a
good
lad
.
It
’
ll
make
you
feel
better
.
”
“
Don
’
wanna
feel
bedder
!
”
“
We
can
’
t
argue
with
him
all
night
,
”
Jessica
said
.
And
she
thought
:
This
calls
for
shock
treatment
.
“
There
’
s
no
reason
for
you
to
stay
,
my
Lady
,
”
Yueh
said
.
“
I
can
take
care
of
this
.
”
