"Timothy Zahn - Hero of Cartao 1" - читать интересную книгу автора (Zahn Timothy)

the particular siviviv vine he and the boy had been following for the past
half hour. "Yes, I know."

"You know who they are?" Corf asked, frowning up at him. "Did Dad say
something to you about visitors?"

"No, but he didn't need to," Tories assured the boy. "It's been obvious
for nearly a minute now."

"Oh, come on," Corf objected in that tone of strained patience twelve-
year-olds did so well. "How could you?"

"Simple logical deduction," Tories told him in that pedantic instructor's
tone seventy-three-year-olds did equally well.
"There was no reason for them to pass directly over the plant unless that
was what they were specifically looking at. After realizing how little that
gained them, their natural next step is to want to take a look from the
inside. For that, they need to come see your father."

Corf shook his head in amazement. "Boy," he said. "I wish I were a Jedi."

"If you were, you'd probably have to goto war someday," Tories warned.


"You didn't have to," Corf pointed out.


"Not yet," Tories said with a grimace. "But I could be called up at any
moment. The Council merely decided to leave a few Jedi where we are for the
moment in case of unexpected Separatist moves in our areas. I could get to the
scene of trouble anywhere in Prackla or Locris Sectors long before they could
send someone from Coruscant or one of the major battle areas. Being a Jedi is
never easy, and can be downright dangerous."

"Yeah, but you're real smart," Corf said. Clearly, distant rumblings of
war didn't faze him in the slightest. "You're good at figuring out stuff."

"Logical thinking is hardly the exclusive preserve of Jedi," Tories
admonished him. "Anyone can learn to put facts together in their proper order.
"

"Maybe," Corf said. "I still think it's a Jedi thing." Tories smiled,
shading his eyes with his hand as he watched the shuttle approach. In point of
fact, of course, he hadn't really known the shuttle was coming to the Binalie
Estate, but had merely concluded there was a high probability of it. If it
turned out the pilot was merely showing off Spaarti Creations to some visiting
friend, he was going to look pretty foolish.


This might not be a bad thing. Tories had spent the past thirty years on