He supposed they belonged to the maids and any other servants that might be about this afternoon, but they sounded very ghostly to him, just the same. Centuries had passed since the computer had experienced any human responses other than ignorance, neglect, and superstitious subservience. CHAPTER TWOProving Honesty1Rhea darted into her hut, crossed in front of the guttering fire, then stood in the doorway to her tiny bedroom, swiping a hand through her hair in a distracted gesture. The bottom layer of the dead vegetation was already on fire, but in their excitement none of them saw these first low flames, or marked them if they did.
They were passing Citgo now, and she was glad for Will Dearborn’s presence, even if his silence was a little irritating. “Come on, Jake,” says Eddie. Bert had stowed his idiotic “lookout” somewhere, which was a good sign. He wanted it to be the last thing Rimer saw on this side of the clearing.
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