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We
looked
at
each
other
while
I
tried
to
decide
if
I
was
angry
with
this
man
or
not
.
He
’
d
dragged
me
halfway
across
the
settled
universe
,
dumped
me
into
a
new
body
and
offered
me
a
deal
that
was
weighted
so
I
couldn
’
t
refuse
.
Rich
people
do
this
.
They
have
the
power
and
they
see
no
reason
not
to
use
it
.
Men
and
women
are
just
merchandise
,
like
everything
else
.
Store
them
,
freight
them
,
decant
them
.
Sign
at
the
bottom
please
.
On
the
other
hand
,
no
one
at
Suntouch
House
had
mispronounced
my
name
yet
,
and
I
didn
’
t
really
have
a
choice
.
And
then
there
was
the
money
.
A
hundred
thousand
UN
was
about
six
or
seven
times
what
Sarah
and
I
had
expected
to
make
on
the
Millsport
wetware
haul
.
UN
dollars
,
the
hardest
currency
there
was
,
negotiable
on
any
world
in
the
Protectorate
.
That
had
to
be
worth
keeping
your
temper
for
.
Bancroft
gave
his
wife
another
casual
touch
,
this
time
on
her
waist
,
pushing
her
away
.
"
Miriam
,
could
you
leave
us
alone
for
a
while
?
I
’
m
sure
Mr
.
Kovacs
has
endless
questions
,
and
it
’
s
likely
to
be
boring
for
you
.
"
"
Actually
,
I
’
m
likely
to
have
some
questions
for
Mrs
.
Bancroft
as
well
.
"
She
was
already
on
her
way
back
inside
,
and
my
comment
stopped
her
in
mid
-
stride
.
She
cocked
her
head
at
an
angle
,
and
looked
from
me
to
Bancroft
and
back
.
Beside
me
,
her
husband
stirred
.
This
wasn
’
t
what
he
wanted
.
"
Maybe
I
could
speak
to
you
later
,
"
I
amended
.
"
Separately
.
"
"
Yes
,
of
course
.
"
Her
eyes
met
mine
,
then
danced
aside
.
"
I
’
ll
be
in
the
chart
room
,
Laurens
.
Send
Mr
.
Kovacs
along
when
you
’
ve
finished
.
"
We
both
watched
her
leave
,
and
when
the
door
closed
behind
her
Bancroft
gestured
me
to
one
of
the
lounge
chairs
on
the
balcony
.
Behind
them
,
an
antique
astronomical
telescope
stood
levelled
at
the
horizon
,
gathering
dust
.
Looking
down
at
the
boards
under
my
feet
,
I
saw
they
were
worn
with
use
.
The
impression
of
age
settled
over
me
like
a
cloak
,
and
I
lowered
myself
into
my
chair
with
a
tiny
frisson
of
unease
.
