“Nothing,” said Ann Veronica, and stared over her shoulder out of the window. ‘But how do you come here?’ ‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly. Before she put on her sun-helmet, she paused before the mirror. He sat in much the same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not go to the Fadden Dance.
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