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. Maybe he moved, maybe not-maybe both of
them were dead. I managed to pull myself up onto my foot, by holding on to a
computer rack, then let myself down again. Despite long practice in hopping at
one-sixth gee I found that I was neither strong enough nor did I have good
balance-and I was separated from my cane, for the first time in years. It was, I
thought, in Gay's forward bathroom.
So I crawled, careful of my right leg. It was beginning to hurt. I found no
weapons with charges. At painful last, I was back with Gwen and Pixel. Neither
stirred. I couldn't be sure.
A week isn't a long honeymoon and it's an awfully short married life.
I explored her handbag, which I should have done earlier. She had carried
it, slung over one shoulder to the other hip, even into battle.
That handbag was much bigger inside than out. I found twelve chocolate
bars. I found her little camera. I found her deadly little lady's gun, that
Miyako-fully loaded, eight in the clip, one in the chamber.
And, down in the bottom, I found the dart projector that had to be there. I
almost missed it, it was styled to look like a toilet kit. Four darts were still
in it.
If they come back-or a fresh gang, I don't care-I'm going to get us a
baker's dozen.
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