Kantros lay next to him, jackknifed in hishalf-zipped sleeping bag, his breathing soft and regular. Youkept up well this morning. We'll talk about thatlater-before we're done here today. Then the weather moderated.
Factions arose. Obviously the teleportwas not much good for televiewing. Opening his eyes, he raised to his knees on the hard stony dirt, cameraready again for whatever was offered. What's your purpose here? the man asked.
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