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Show 131 "Lord. Kyoto, Osaka, TDY -- Jennings has quite a time. Is he entitled to a leave?" The Major's voice was defensive. "This isn't official: no ships are in." "Mot 'official!'" The Colonel's tone showed delighted surprise. "The more I hear of the Detachments,.,, you don't approve of the leave policy, Major?" "Everybody goes on TDY." "And everybody sells cigarettes." The Colonel snorted. "We don't. Our officers get the leaves they're entitled to." Which, Sid thought to himself, is why they all wanted transfers. "My policy's different," said the Major, bull-headedness coming to the fore. The Colonel stared. "The Commanding General might be interssted to hear." If, thought Sid, anybody was dirty enough to tell. "Are you ashamed of your policies, Major?" "Not at all. But there's always a certain...give." "Not for me. I go by the book. If the book says no, no give. Wall" - ha put his hand on the knob again - "this has been valuable. I've gained some intelligence" - he cackled -- "about Intslligsnce." |