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Try
a
Caladanin
daughter
!
”
“
Not
bad
for
such
a
poor
hand
with
the
pick
,
”
Paul
said
,
“
but
if
my
mother
heard
you
singing
a
bawdy
like
that
in
the
castle
,
she
’
d
have
your
ears
on
the
outer
wall
for
decoration
.
”
Gurney
pulled
at
his
left
ear
.
“
Poor
decoration
,
too
,
they
having
been
bruised
so
much
listening
at
keyholes
while
a
young
lad
I
know
practiced
some
strange
ditties
on
his
baliset
.
”
“
So
you
’
ve
forgotten
what
it
’
s
like
to
find
sand
in
your
bed
,
”
Paul
said
.
He
pulled
a
shield
belt
from
the
table
,
buckled
it
fast
around
his
waist
.
“
Then
,
let
’
s
fight
!
”
Halleck
’
s
eyes
went
wide
in
mock
surprise
.
“
So
!
It
was
your
wicked
hand
did
that
deed
!
Guard
yourself
today
,
young
master
—
guard
yourself
.
”
He
grabbed
up
a
rapier
,
laced
the
air
with
it
.
“
I
’
m
a
hellfiend
out
for
revenge
!
”
Paul
lifted
the
companion
rapier
,
bent
it
in
his
hands
,
stood
in
the
aguile
,
one
foot
forward
.
He
let
his
manner
go
solemn
in
a
comic
imitation
of
Dr
.
Yueh
.
“
What
a
dolt
my
father
sends
me
for
weaponry
,
”
Paul
intoned
.
“
This
doltish
Gurney
Halleck
has
forgotten
the
first
lesson
for
a
fighting
man
armed
and
shielded
.
”
Paul
snapped
the
force
button
at
his
waist
,
felt
the
crinkled
-
skin
tingling
of
the
defensive
field
at
his
forehead
and
down
his
back
,
heard
external
sounds
take
on
characteristic
shield
-
filtered
flatness
.
“
In
shield
fighting
,
one
moves
fast
on
defense
,
slow
on
attack
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
Attack
has
the
sole
purpose
of
tricking
the
opponent
into
a
misstep
,
setting
him
up
for
the
attack
sinister
.
The
shield
turns
the
fast
blow
,
admits
the
slow
kindjal
!
”
Paul
snapped
up
the
rapier
,
feinted
fast
and
whipped
it
back
for
a
slow
thrust
timed
to
enter
a
shield
’
s
mindless
defenses
.
Halleck
watched
the
action
,
turned
at
the
last
minute
to
let
the
blunted
blade
pass
his
chest
.
“
Speed
,
excellent
,
”
he
said
.
“
But
you
were
wide
open
for
an
underhanded
counter
with
a
slip
-
tip
.
”
Paul
stepped
back
,
chagrined
.
