look at the ring.
"Hey! Zarathustra sunstone! Nice," he said. "Where is he, Sis?"
He'd never met her fiancé; Wade Lucas hadn't come to Litchfield to
practice medicine until the year after he'd gone to Terra.[Pg 11]
"Oh, emergency," Flora said. "Obstetrical case; that won't wait on
anything. In Tramptown, of course. But he'll be at the party.... Oops, I
shouldn't have said that; that's supposed to be a surprise."
"Don't worry; I'll be surprised," he promised.
Then Kurt Fawzi was pushing forward, holding out his hand. Thinner, and
grayer, but just as effusive as ever.
"Welcome home, Conn. Judge, shake hands with him and tell him how glad
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