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. Coral-the one I just got chewed out about-is her sister. "
"Uh-huh. And who's the husky blond lady batting her eyes at Gerard?"
"I don't know," I said. "And I don't know that lady and the guy over to
the right of Orkuz either."
We drifted inward, and Gerard, looking perhaps a trifle uncomfortable
in layers of ruffled finery, introduced us to the lady he was with as Dretha
Gannell, assistant to the Begman ambassador. The ambassador, it turned out,
was the tall lady standing near Orkuz-and her name, I gathered, was Ferla
Quist. The fellow with her was her secretary, whose name sounded something
like Cade. While we were looking in that direction, Gerard tried slipping
off and leaving us with Ferla. But she caught his sleeve and asked him
something about the fleet. I smiled and nodded and moved away. Bill came
along.
"Goodness! Martin's changed!" he announced suddenly. "He Looks like a
one-man rock video. I almost didn't recognize him. Just last week-"
"It's been over a year," I said, "for him. He's been off finding
himself on some street scene."
"I wonder if he's finished?"
"Didn't get a chance to ask him that;" I replied, but a peculiar
thought occurred to me. I shelved it.
The music died just then, and Llewella cleared the throat and indicated
Hendon, who announced the new seating arrangement. I was at the foot of the
table, and -I learned later that Coral was to have been seated to my left
and Cade to my right
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