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Show 92 all ths rulss are in ths books." "I don't intsnd to firs hsr, unlsss ths Major says so." "What if ths Colonsl says so?" Fuck ths Colonsl, Sid thought, but rsfrainsd from ths words. "Why should hs cars?" "Bsats ms. I couldn't cars if you worksd tha head tart from ths Fuji-en, but he's different. HB likes things GI. 4B likes things neat." "It would be neater," Sid said, "left alone." At that, both man grew silent. There was no use arguing. Smsad stood up, smiling as cordially as his sarcastic featuras parmittsd. "O.K. Take hsr along; the MPs will put the charges through." And thay walked into tha outer office. "Really ought to see Jennings," Smaad added. "Is he around?" "He was. May have left by now." "I'll call the Major. Maybe he'll want to handle it himsslf. So long, Wilson. You and your wife come over again -- I'll show you my bar." Sid drove back around the bay, Kimiko beside him quiet but angry. She fait dseply humiliated: to be picked up, by the American MPs, to bs trsatsd as Smead had treated her - were it not for Koontz she would be tamptsd to ask Sid to let her out, return home and have nothing more to do with these foreigners. So powsrful, indeed, was her emotion as to communicate itself to Sid, and after a while he glanced across. "Don't |