him that you and your father are a pair of quadruple-dyed villains, I
suppose. Anyhow, the engagement is /phttt/! Conn, is my father going
back to Koshchei?"
"As soon as we can round up some people to help us on the ship."
"Then I'm going along. I've had it, Conn. I'm a combat-fatigue case."
"But, Sylvie; that isn't any place for a girl."
"Oh, poo! This is Sylvie. We're old war buddies. We soldiered together
on Barathrum; remember?"
"Well, you'd be the only girl, and...."
"That's what you think. If you expect to get any kind of a gang
together, at least a third of them will be girls. A lot of technicians
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