now you want to stick your own sausage into the meat grinder?don't you just cut it off with your pretty new knife instead? Leudast's ears got hot. He'd escaped. It's not fair! Krasta cried. He didn't care for the weightof the dummy stick on his shoulder, and he especially didn't care for theway that monster of a sergeant screamed at him and at everybody else inthe makeshift rnilitia.
He flopped down in the rubble that had been a house. He washappy with his wife, he was happy with his mistress, but he would nothave been broken-hearted had some sweet young thing adoringlycast herself at his feet. Aye, by the powers above, the bottleis corked! Buggered! Talsu said bitterly. Whatever lan-guage he spoke, he made good sense.
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