"Sharon Green - Terrillian 1 - Warrior Within" - читать интересную книгу автора (Green Sharon)

or two. You don't really want to make trouble for him, do you?"
"Why not? I asked mildly. "What's his name?"
"It's—ah—Fred. Fred O'Herlihy," Sandy stuttered. "Fred O'Herlihy from
Overton."
"I thought he was from Ashton," I commented, staring at a Sandy who looked
like he was about to faint.
"That's right, that's right, Ashton. Hie moved from Overton to Ashton."

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"Or vice versa," I said disgustedly and got to my feet unaided. "Sandy, who do
you think you're kidding? That story wouldn't have got past a retarded seven-year-
old, let alone a Prime XenoMediator, Come on, now, give. Who is he -and what's
he doing here?"
"I can't tell you," Sandy said in agony, just about wringing his hands. "Terry,
please. Just go back to your house and for-get all about this. You have my word
that I won't make an-other sound.'*
"1'H bet you won't," I drawled, staring at "Fred O'Herlihy." Good old Fred still
looked ten feet tall, but his grin had widened. "Sandy, I have a hunch that
Murdock McKenzie has another lark going. How's my hunch quo-tient?"
"As high as ever," Sandy acknowledged miserably, his shoulders sagging, 'I'm
sorry, Terry, but I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to come into my house. Murdock
will want to know about this."
"Not as much as Jack will want to." I grinned. "I can't wait to see the fur flying
between those two again. This time Murdock will lose Ms ears. Let's see whose
call gets through first."
I started back toward my house again, gleefully eager to pass on the word, and
half-heard Sandy say something like, Tammad!" It meant absolutely nothing to
me, so I ignored it, but three steps later I got a very strong hint about what it
might mean. A giant hand covered half my upper arm, and I was pulled definitely
and firmly to a halt,
"Let go of my arm, Fred," I said in exasperation to the still grinning giant. "I have

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a top-priority call waiting to be made, and you're wasting my tune."
"Terry, you must understand," Sandy said pitiabjx,as he came up. "Murdock is
depending on me and rcan't let him down. You can can Jack after Murdock
speaks to him, but you can't call Jack first"
"Oh, can't I?" I asked, tapping a bare foot in the grass, 'la case you didnt know,
Sandy, harboring an unregistered alien, Is against the law on this planet For a
member of the Xeno-Diplomacy Bureau to do it—on orders, yet!—is even worse,
but the real kicker is the nature of the alien in question. I 4aje you to deny that
whatever planet he comes from, he's of the warrior-equivalent caste. Go ahead,
deny it!"
Sandy's long jaw dropped, and the look in his eyes was al-

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most wild. "How can you possibly know all these things?" he demanded in near