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little R and R. You're dismissed."
The four saluted him happily. "Enjoy yourselves," Gloval said gruffly;
puffing his pipe. They did a precise right-face and marched out of the
conference room in style. But at the last moment, Gloval removed his pipe from
his mouth and called, "One moment, Lisa."
The others continued on. Lisa paused at the hatch and turned back to him.
"Yes, Captain?"
"Personally, I am inclined to believe that your report is accurate.
However..."
"Certainly," she said. "Thank you, Captain. I know you believe in us, and
I appreciate that."
"I'm glad you understand."
The door slid open again, and she turned and left. Gloval, looking back to
the debriefing team, saw that the fact that he'd chosen to tell Lisa what he
did, where he did, wasn't lost on them.

"I'd rather face the aliens again than that bunch of brass," Max Sterling
told Rick as they walked down the passageway. They were walking side by side,
with Ben behind. They could hear Lisa's quick footsteps as she fell in at the
rear.
"Gloval wasn't so bad, and that Major Aldershot," Ben said.
"They're only doing their job," Rick maintained. "I'd feel the same way in
their place."
"Sure you would," Lisa put it, a little surprised that Rick Hunter had
been so transformed from a headstrong discipline problem to a trained military
man who understood why and how the service functioned. "And they'd feel exactly
the same way we do in ours."
"That's right; why not look on the bright side," Ben said. Rick looked
back to Ben but found himself making eye contact with Lisa. He looked ahead
again quickly, in turmoil, not sure what he felt.
"After all, all of us were promoted, weren't we?" Ben went on, noticing
nothing, very jolly. "And we're going home to a big hero's welcome! So why not
relax and enjoy the rest and recreation Captain Gloval gave us?" He clapped Rick
on the shoulder, staggering him.
Rick looked back at him sourly. "You could probably relax in the dentist's
chair, Ben."

"Are you sure this is the right way?" Konda asked nervously, watching the
elevator's floor-indicator lights count down toward One.
"We're headed for the area of greatest activity in this battle fortress,"
Rico said confidently. "Surely the most important concentration of military
secrets will be there."
"I still think we should be trying to reach the bridge," Bron grumbled.
The elevator stopped, and the doors parted. A brilliant ray of light broke
on them. The three spies stood rooted, making astounded, strangled sounds.
Before them was Macross City in all its glory. The streets were jammed
with traffic; the sidewalks were crowded with busy, hurrying people.
Streetlights and signs and headlights shone, as did the starlight projected by
the Enhanced Video Emulation system. Display windows were filled with clothing
and appliances, books, furniture, and an astonishing variety of other goods.