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were here. Thanks."

"No charge. Let's find out what kind of gun he was carrying..." Justin reached into the intruder's
tunic pocket... and an odd expression settled onto his face. "Hell," he said, very softly.

"What?" Corwin snapped, getting to his feet.

Still kneeling beside the wounded man, Justin gazed down at him. "He's unarmed."



Chapter 2

Cari Moreau slouched back in her lounge chair, a seventeen-year-old's version of a martyr's
expression plastered across her face. "Aw, come on, Jin," she complained. "_Again?_"

Jasmine Moreau--"Jin" to her family and everyone else she could persuade to use the nickname--
gazed at her younger cousin with a combination of patience, affection, and rock-solidness,
"Again," she said firmly. "You want to pass this test or don't you?"

Cari sighed theatrically. "Oh, all _right._ Slavemaker. _Misk'rhe'ha solfowp'smeaf,
pierec'eay'kartoh_--"



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"That's _'khartoh,'_ " Jin interrupted. "Kh-sound, not k. And the initial 'p' in
_'pierec'eay'khartoh'_ is aspirated." She demonstrated. "The difference between p-sounds in 'pin'
and 'spin.' "

"_I_ don't hear any difference," Cari grumbled. "And I'll bet Ms. Halverson won't, either."

"Maybe _she_ won't, no," Jin agreed. "But if you ever plan to use your catertalk on any Trofts,
you'd better be sure to get it right."

"So who says I'm planning to use it on any Trofts?" Cari grumbled. "Any Trofts _I_ run into are
gonna understand Anglic."

"You don't know that," Jin shook her head. "Traders or demesne representatives assigned to the
Worlds will, sure. But who says you're never going to wind up somewhere out in space with only
Trofts who snargled off in _their_ language lessons, too?"

That got her a snort from her cousin. "That's easy for _you_ to say. _You're_ gonna be the Cobra
zipping around out there, not me. Of _course_ you're gonna need to know catertalk and Qasaman and
all."

Jin felt a lump rise to her throat. Of all her relatives, Cari was the only one who was truly
enthusiastic about her Cobra ambitions... and the only one who took for granted that she would