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looked as though he had just mistaken the vinegar cruet for the wine
decanter. Genji Gartner's soul stopped marching on, but the speeches
started, and that was worse. And after the speeches, there was the
parade, everybody riding in transparent-bodied aircars, and the /Lester
Dawes/ and the two ships of the new Planetary Air Navy and a swarm of
gunboats in column five hundred feet above, all firing salutes.

In spite of what wasn't, but might just as well have been, a concerted
conspiracy to keep them apart, he managed to get a few words privately
with Sylvie.

"My mother; she didn't get here. Is anything wrong?"

"Is anything anything else? I've been in the middle of it ever since you
went away. Your mother's still moaning about all these companies your
father's promoting?he never used to do anything like that, and it's all
too big, and it's going to end in a big smash. And then she gets onto