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0 tempora, o mores-that was long ago and far away. Three years later I
enlisted and eventually bucked for officer and made it... and was always
extremely circumspect, as an officer who can't resist playing with his privates
cannot maintain discipline. Not until the Walker Evans affair did I ever have
any reason to worry about blackmail.
I tightened my left arm a little. "Certainly. But be careful; I seem to be
inhabited."
Galahad was careful; the kitten was not disturbed. It is possible that
Galahad kisses as well as Minerva does. Not better. But just as well. Once I
decided to enjoy the inevitable I did enjoy it. Tertius is not Iowa, Boondock is
not Grinnell; there was no longer any reason to be manacled by the customs of a
long-dead tribe.
"Thank you," I said, "and good morning. Can you de-cat me? If he stays
where he is, I am likely to drown him."
Galahad surrounded the kitten with his left hand. "This is Pixel. Pixel,
may I present Richard? Richard, we are honored to have been joined by Lord
Pixel, cadet feline in residence."
"How do you do. Pixel?"
"Blert." "Thank you. And what's become of the refresher? I need it!"
Minerva helped me up from the bed and put my right arm around her
shoulders, steadied me while Galahad fetched my cane, then both of them took me
to the refresher. We were not in Xia's rooms; the refresher had moved to the
other side of the bedroom and was larger, as was the bedroom
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