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rolled the unconscious male onto the liftтАЩs pallet. That

would be the proper manner of dealing with a visitor.

Yet all she wanted was a little more time with him, so

that she could tend his wound and ask him more about the

pair who had attacked him. Indeed, they had been so busy

talking about the herd that she had practically forgotten

about the intruders.

тАЬLights on,тАЭ she said as she brought him inside, and

the envirocontrol panel illuminated the dark interior of

the barn.

This was the third time in a cycle her sensor pylons

had been triggered, but the only time she had ever caught

up with the intruders, thanks to the stockman. If the
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Giran had seen and could describe their faces, she might be

able to identify and track them.

That is not the only reason.

She brought him inside to her room and hoisted him up

and over onto her sleeping platform before retrieving her

med kit and a pair of shears. Rarely did she get this

close to a man when he could not look at her, so it was a

pleasant novelty. Particularly as he was not averting his

eyes or chattering polite nonsense to cover his discomfort.

Thank the Mother you are but a lowly cattle worker,

she thought. Hunetku would never forgive me for treating