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. Are we?"
"Right away," said Gwen.
"Bill, did you know about this?"
"No, Senator. But she had me rush over to Sears and turn in my p-suit. So
I'm ready."
"Richard," Gwen said seriously, "it's not safe for you to stay here."
"No, it's not," said a voice behind me (proving again that classified
matters should not be discussed in public places). "The sooner you chums leave
the better. Hi, Xia. Are you with these dangerous characters?"
"Hi yourself, Choy-Mu. Thanks for last time."
I blinked at him. "Captain Marcy! I'm glad you came out;
I want to thank you!"
"Nothing to thank me for. Captain Midnight-or is it 'Senator'?"
"Well... actually it's 'Doctor.' Or 'Mister.' But to you it's 'Richard,' if
you will. You saved my neck."
"And I'm Choy-Mu, Richard. But I did not save your neck. I followed you out
to tell you so. You may think you won back in there. You did not. You lost. You
made the Moderator lose face-you made both of them lose face. So you're a
walking time bomb, an accident looking for the spot." He frowned. "Not too
healthy for me, either, being present when they lost face... after making the
initial mistake of 'bearing bad news to the king.' Understand me?"
"I'm afraid I do."
Xia asked, "Choy-Mu, truly did Number-One lose face?" 'Truly he did, luv.
It was Aunt Lilybet Washington who did
it to him
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