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 Famous last words; she thought; and fired; once and twice。 Tafas fired too; rapidly fanning the group; and it was over。 And I will never; she pledged silently; call one of Stuben's stunts harebrained again。 She wanted to throw down her stunner and howl and roll in reaction; but her own job was not finished。
 〃Tafas;〃 she called。 〃I've got to do one more thing。〃
 He came to her side; looking shaky himself。
 〃I've gotten you out of this; and I need a favor in return。 How can I cut control to the long…range plasma weapons so you can't get it back for an hour and a half?〃
 〃Why do you want to do that? Did the Captain order it?〃
 〃No;〃 she said honestly。 〃The Captain didn't order any of this; but he'll like it when he sees it; don't you think?〃
 Tafas; confused; agreed。 〃If you short this panel;〃 he suggested; 〃it should slow things down quite a bit。〃
 〃Give me your plasma arc。〃
 Need I? she wondered; looking over the section。 Yes。 He would fire on us; just as surely as I'm cutting for home。 Trust is one thing; treason another。 I have no wish to test him to destruction。
 Now; if Tafas isn't fooling me by pointing out the controls to the toilets or something。。。 She blasted the panel; and stared with a moment's primitive fascination as it popped and sparked。
 〃Now;〃 she said; handing the plasma arc back; 〃I want a couple of minutes head start。 Then you can open the door and be a hero。 I suggest you call first and warn them; Sergeant Bothari's in front。〃
 〃Right。 Thanks。〃
 She glanced up at the main entry hatch。 About three meters away; he is now; she thought。 An uncrossable gulf。 So in the physics of the heart; distance is relative; it's time that's absolute。 The seconds spun like spiders down her spine。
 She chewed her lip; eyes devouring Tafas。 Last chance to leave a message for Vorkosigan…no。 The absurdity of transmitting the words; 〃I love you〃 through Tafas' mouth shook her with painful inward laughter。 〃My pliments〃 sounded rather swelled…headed; under the circumstances: 〃my regards;〃 too cold; as for the simplest of all; 〃yes〃。。。
 She shook her head silently and smiled at the puzzled soldier; then ran back to the storeroom and scrambled back up the ladder。 She beat a rhythmic tattoo upon the hatch。 In a moment it opened。 She found herself nose to nose with a plasma arc held by Yeoman Nilesa。
 〃I've got some new terms to carry back to your Captain;〃 she said glibly。 〃They're a little screwy; but I think he'll like them。〃
 Nilesa; surprised; let her out and resealed the hatch。 She walked away from him; glancing down the main corridor as she passed。 Several dozen men were assembled in it。 A technical team had half the panels off the walls; sparks flared from a tool。 She could just see Sergeant Bothari's head on the far side of the crowd; and knew him to be standing next to Vorkosigan。 She reached the ladder at the end of the corridor; ascended it; and began to run; threading her way level by level through the maze of the ship。
 Laughing; crying; out of breath and shaking violently; she arrived at the shuttle hatch corridor。 Dr。 McIntyre stood guard; trying to appear grim and Barrayaran。
 〃Is everybody here?〃
 He nodded; looking at her with delight。
 〃Pile in; let's go。〃
 They sealed the doors behind them and fell into their seats as the shuttle pulled away at maximum acceleration with a crunch and a jerk。 Pete Lightner was piloting manually; for his Betan pilot's neurological implant would not interface to the Barrayaran control system without an interpreter coupler; and Cordelia braced herself for a terrifying ride。
 She lay back in her seat; still gasping; lungs raw from her mad dash。 Stuben joined her; seething; and staring worriedly at her uncontrollable trembling。
 〃It's a crime what they did to Dubauer;〃 he said。 〃I wish we could blow up their whole damn ship。 Is Radnov still covering us; do you know?〃
 〃Their long…range weapons will be out for a while;〃 she reported; not volunteering details。 Could she ever make him understand? 〃Oh。 I meant to ask…who was the Barrayaran hit by disruptor fire; planetside?〃
 〃I don't know。 Doc Mac got his uniform。 Hey; Mac…what's the name on your pocket?〃
 〃Uh; let me see if I can sound out their alphabet。〃 His lips moved silently。 〃Kou…Koudelka。〃
 Cordelia bowed her head。 〃Was he killed?〃
 〃He wasn't dead when we left; but he sure didn't look very healthy。〃
 〃What were you doing all that time aboard the General?〃 asked Stuben。
 〃Paying off a debt。 Of honor。〃
 〃All right; be like that。 I'll get the story later。〃 He was silent; then added with a short nod; 〃I hope you got the bastard good; whoever he was。〃
 〃Look; Stu…I appreciate all you've done。 But I've really got to be alone for a few minutes。〃
 〃Sure; Captain。〃 He gave her a look of concern; and moved off muttering; 〃Damned monsters;〃 under his breath。
 Cordelia leaned her forehead against the cold window; and wept silently for her enemies。
 
 CHAPTER SEVEN
 Captain Cordelia Naismith; Betan Expeditionary Force; fed the last normal space navigational observations into her ship's puter。 Beside her; Pilot Officer Parnell adjusted the leads and cannulae to his headset and settled more fortably into his padded chair; ready for the neurological control of the uping wormhole jump。
 Her new mand was a slow bulk freighter; unarmed; a steady workhorse of the Beta Colony Escobar trade run。 But there had been no direct munication with Escobar for over sixty days now; since the Barrayaran invasion fleet had plugged the Escobaran side of the exit as effectively as a cork in a bottle。 At last word the Barrayaran and Escobaran fleets were still maneuvering in a deadly gavotte for tactical position; with little actual engagement。 The Barrayarans were not expected to mit their ground forces until their control of Escobaran space was secure。
 Cordelia intered engineering。 〃Naismith here。 You about ready down there?〃
 The face of her engineer; a man she had first met but two days ago; appeared on the screen。 He was young; and pulled from Survey like herself。 No point in wasting experienced and knowledgeable military personnel on this excursion。 Like Cordelia he wore Survey fatigues。 The Expeditionary Force uniforms were rumored to be in the works; but no one had seen them yet。
 〃All set; Captain。〃
 No fear trembled his voice。 Well; she reflected; perhaps he was not old enough yet to have really e to believe in death after life。 She took one last look around; settled herself; and drew a breath。 〃Pilot; the ship is yours。〃
 〃Ship accepted; ma'am;〃 he replied formally。
 A few seconds ticked by。 An unpleasant wave of nausea passed over her; and she had the gluey; unsettling sensation of just waking up from a bad dream she could not remember。 The jump was over。
 〃Ship is yours; ma'am;〃 muttered the pilot wearily。 The few seconds she had experienced translated to several subjective hours for him。
 〃Ship accepted; Pilot。〃 She grabbed for the console and began punching up a look at the tactical situation into which they had popped。 There had been nothing through this passage for a month; she hoped fervently the Barrayaran crews would be bored and slow on the uptake。
 There they were。 Six ships; two of them starting to move already。 So much for slow on the uptake。
 〃Right through the middle of 'em; Pilot;〃 she ordered; keying data to him。 〃It's best if we can draw 'em all off their stations。〃
 The two moving ships neared rapidly; and began firing with leisurely accuracy。 They were taking their time; and making every shot count。 Just a little target practice; that's all we are; she thought。 I'll give you target practice。 All non…shield power systems dimmed; and the ship seemed to groan as the plasma fire engulfed it。 Then they cut across the tickling limit of the Barrayarans' range。
 She called engineering。 〃Projection ready?〃
 〃Ready and steady。〃
 〃Go。〃
 Twelve thousand kilometers behind them; as if just emerged from the wormhole; a Betan dreadnought sprang into being。 It accelerated astonishingly for so large a craft; indeed; its speed matched their own。 It followed them like an arrow。
 〃Aha!〃 She clapped her hands in delight; and cried into the inter; 〃We've fetched 'em! They're all moving now。 Oh; better and better!〃
 Their pursuit ships slowed; preparing to turn and attack this much bigger prize。 The four ships that had previously remained properly on station began to wheel away also。 Minutes sped by as they jockeyed for position。 The last Barrayaran ships wasted little fire on them; scarcely more than a salute; their attention all drawn to big brother behind them。 The Barrayaran manders undoubtedly felt themselves to be in a fine tactical position; spread out in a gauntlet and beginning a withering fire。 The little ship preceding the warship was on the far side of them from Escobar; with nowhere to go。 They could pick it off at their leisure。
 Her own shields were down now; and acceleration failing as the ghastly power drain of the projector took its toll。 But minute by precious minute the Barrayaran blockaders were being drawn farther from their assigned mousehole。
 〃We can keep this up for about ten more minutes;〃 the engineer called up。
 〃All right。 Save 

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