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Then, without command, the entire drill stopped, and each T'swi went tohis belt and drank from one of his two canteens, synchronization suddenlyreplaced by individuality. How far, and what was the terrain like? Hetook out the mapbook,13 switched it on, called up the quadrangle, andtapped in the coordinates as the display lit up. They thanked him and left, cameras slung, audio recorders as usual ontheir belts. When he has finished repairing his damage, he will make amends to theRegiment by starting a swimming pool.

But what I like best is that fuzzything up atween 'em. That had been a week earlier. It's an emergency. Onlyone thing demanded explanation.