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. But think of the price."
"It's more than bad thoughts in you-know-which-ship. I never heard of a chief officer suiciding before. Or a captain going crazy. I'm surprised they got here."
"So am I. But she's here and she'll be up for sale. And any ship can be cleansed."
"I wonder."
"Don't be superstitious, dear. It's a matter of enough care with the rituals, which is my worry. However, you can forget the you-know-which-one. I think we'll split with another ship."
"I thought you were set on doing it alone?"
"I've merely been exploring our strength. But there are things more important than setting up a new ship single-handed."
"There certainly are! Power, a good weapons system, working capital, blooded officers in key spots -- why, we can't man two ships. Take firecontrolmen alone. If --"
"Stop fretting. We could handle those. Fjalar, how would you like to be Deputy Commodore?"
He braked at full power. "Rhoda! Are you feverish?"
"No."
"There are dozens of skippers more likely to be tapped. I'll never be Commodore -- and what's more, I don't want it."
"I may settle for Reserve Deputy, since Commodore Denbo intends to resign after the new deputy is elected. Never mind; you will be Commodore at the next Gathering."
"Preposterous!"
"Why are men so impractical? Fjalar, all you think about is your control room and business. If I hadn't kept pushing, you would never have reached deputy captain
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