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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