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"
Pain
?
"
"
Because
I
have
a
blaster
,
Noys
,
and
it
is
my
intention
to
kill
you
.
"
There
was
a
crawling
uncertainty
inside
Harlan
,
an
irresolution
that
was
consuming
him
.
He
had
the
blaster
in
his
hand
.
It
was
aimed
at
Noys
.
But
why
did
she
say
nothing
?
Why
did
she
persist
in
this
impassive
attitude
?
How
could
he
kill
her
?
How
could
he
not
kill
her
?
He
said
hoarsely
,
"
Well
?
"
She
moved
,
but
it
was
only
to
clasp
her
hands
loosely
in
her
lap
,
to
look
more
relaxed
,
more
aloof
.
When
she
spoke
her
voice
seemed
scarcely
that
of
a
human
being
.
Facing
the
muzzle
of
a
blaster
,
it
yet
gained
assurance
and
took
on
an
almost
mystic
quality
of
impersonal
strength
.
She
said
,
"
You
cannot
wish
to
kill
me
only
in
order
to
protect
Eternity
.
If
that
were
your
desire
,
you
could
stun
me
,
tie
me
firmly
,
pin
me
within
this
cave
and
then
take
to
your
travels
in
the
dawn
.
Or
you
might
have
asked
Computer
Twissell
to
keep
me
in
solitary
confinement
during
your
absence
in
the
Primitive
.
Or
you
might
take
me
with
you
at
dawn
,
lose
me
in
the
wastes
.
If
it
is
only
killing
that
will
satisfy
you
,
it
is
only
because
you
think
that
I
have
betrayed
you
,
that
I
have
tricked
you
into
love
first
in
order
that
I
might
trick
you
into
treason
later
.
This
is
murder
out
of
wounded
pride
and
not
at
all
the
just
retribution
you
tell
yourself
it
is
.
"
Harlan
squirmed
.
"
Are
you
from
the
Hidden
Centuries
?
Tell
me
.
"
