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[Olivier B. <cr...@ap...>]

Inted a moment and pointed to a minor dot near the corner of the view.
"That's our destination. Another six hours and you can set foot on the
best planet in the whole Universe!" If it had been mere enthusiasm,
Cameron could have taken it with tolerant understanding. But Marthasa's
smugness and arrogance had not deserted him once since the beginning of
this leg of the trip. Objectively, as a cultural facet to be examined,
it was interesting, but Cameron agreed with Joyce that it was going to
be difficult to live with. The unsolved puzzle, however, was Sal Karone.
It was obvious that the Id was sensitive to the gauche ways of the
Master, yet his equally obvious devotion was unwavering. Marthasa had
sent word ahead to the government that he desired the Terrans to be his
guests. Evidently he was a person of influence for assent was returned
immediately. His planet was a colorful world, banded by huge, golden
deserts and pinkish seas. The dense vegetation of the habitable areas
was blue with only a scattered touch of green. Cameron wondered about
the chemistry involved. The landing was made at a port that bordered a
sea. The four of them were the only ones disembarking, and before the
car that met them had reached the edge of the city the ship was gone
again. A pirates' lair, Cameron thought, without the slightest touch of
amusement. The field looked very old, and from it he could imagine
raiders had once taken off to harass distant shipping and do wanton
destruction of cities and peoples on innocent worlds. He watched the
face of Marthasa as they rode through the city. There was a kind of
Roman splendor in what they saw, and there was a crude Roman pride in
the Markovian who was their host. The arrogance, that was not far from
cruelty, could take such pride in the sweep of spaceships embarking on
missions of murder and plunder. And yet all this ba