Pacing himself to last the distance, Jerym realized. During the preceding four days they'dmoved eighty-four miles north from the Eel. The technetiumshortage has already become desperate. Its offworld exports are entirely furs,some ranch-grown but mostly trapped.
It was the coldest daythey'd seen here, for some the coldest they'd ever seen. Thereshould be no patrol there. Lormagen might have sharedhis information and suspicions with his wife, she too was invited. The effect was startling and disorienting: Lotta's feet and legs were adozen feet from her torso.
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