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Show Chapter Nineteen Svasar came home quite late and was very tired. Sandy and Lamm had the meager dinner prepared when she arrived. "Oh, thank you!" she smiled. "It's been a very hard day! How is my bahy?" "She's a lot better," replied Sandy. "Where is your husband?" asked Lamm. "He is working a double shift. I think Daemon must be mad - if he works us any harder, we'll drop! Then we'll be no use to him at all!" "Svasar, Sandy and I have a plan which may bring freedom back to Sol Vallis," said Lamm. As the woman listened eagerly, Sandy and Lamm told her of Sandy's adventures and of their plan to rescue Verus. "When will you do this?" Svasar asked. "We won't be able to go until dusk tomorrow, for that is when the last baskets go up, and there is less chance that we'll be noticed," Lamm replied. "We'll need some scissors, twine, and a large potato sack." "I can get those for you," said the woman. "No one must know of this, Svasar. Sandy may not return, and we mustn't give our people any false hope." Sandy felt chills of fear as the old man spoke, for she knew full well the dangers before her. Svasar looked at Sandy admiringly. "You have more courage than anyone I've ever known." She paused, then added, "Will you come with me to the farms tomorrow? I would like you to meet |
