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〃Remember； you're broadcasting in the clear；〃 Cordelia reminded her sharply。
Dr。 Ullery hesitated； then went on。 〃Right。 They're still demanding surrender。 Do you know if they captured Reg？〃
〃Dubauer's with me。 Is everybody else accounted for？〃
〃All but Reg。〃
〃Reg is dead。〃
A crackle of static hissed across Stuben's swearing。
〃Stu； you're in mand；〃 Cordelia cut in on him。 〃Listen closely。 Those twitchy militarists are not； repeat not； to be trusted。 On no account surrender the ship。 I've seen the secret reports on the General cruisers。 You're out…gunned； out…armored； and out…manned； but you've got at least twice the legs。 So get out of his range and stay there。 Retreat all the way back to Beta Colony if you have to； but take no chances with my people。 Got that？〃
〃We can't leave you； Captain！〃
〃You can't launch a shuttle for a pickup unless you get the Barrayarans off your neck。 And if we are captured； the chances are better for getting us home through political channels than through some harebrained rescue stunt； but only if you make it home to plain； is that absolutely clear？ Acknowledge！〃 she demanded。
〃Acknowledged；〃 he replied reluctantly。 〃But Captain…how long do you really think you can keep away from those crazy bastards？ They're bound to get you in the end； with 'scopes。〃
〃As long as possible。 As for you…get going！〃 She had occasionally imagined her ship functioning without herself； never without Rosemont。 Got to keep Stuben from trying to play soldier； she thought。 The Barrayarans aren't amateurs。 〃There are fifty…six lives depending on you up there。 You can count。 Fifty…six is more than two。 Keep it in mind； all right？ Naismith out。〃
〃Cordelia。。。 Good luck。 Stuben out。〃 Cordelia sat back and stared at the little municator。 〃Whew。 What a peculiar business。〃
Ensign Dubauer snorted。 〃That's an understatement。〃
〃It's an exact statement。 I don't know if you noticed…〃 A movement in the mottled shade caught her eye。 She started to her feet； hand moving toward her stunner。 The tall； hatchet…faced Barrayaran soldier in the green and grey splotched camouflage fatigues moved even faster。 Dubauer moved faster still； shoving her blindly behind him。 She heard the crackle of a nerve disruptor as she pitched backward into the ravine； stunner and m link flying from her hands。 Forest； earth； stream； and sky spun wildly around her； her head struck something with a sickening； starry crack； and darkness swallowed her。
The forest mold pressed against Cordelia's cheek。 The damp earthy smell tickled her nostrils。 She breathed deeper； filling her mouth and lungs； and then the odor of decay wrung her stomach。 She turned her face from the muck。 Pain exploded through her head in radiating lines。
She groaned inarticulately。 Dark sparkling whorls curtained her vision； then cleared。 She forced her eyes to focus on the nearest object； about half a meter to the right of her head。
Heavy black boots； sunk in the mud and topped by green and grey splotched camouflage trousers； encased legs spread apart in a patient parade rest。 She suppressed a weary whimper。 Very gently she laid her head back in the black ooze； and rolled cautiously onto her side for a better view of the Barrayaran officer。
Her stunner！ She stared into the little rectangle of its business end； held steadily in a broad and heavy hand。 Her eyes searched anxiously for his nerve disruptor。 The officer's belt hung heavy with equipment； but the disruptor holster on his right hip was empty； as was the plasma arc holster on his left。
He was barely taller than herself； but stocky and powerful。 Untidy dark hair touched with grey； cold intent grey eyes…in fact； his whole appearance was untidy by the strict Barrayaran military standards。 His fatigues were almost as rumpled and muddy and stained with plant juices as her own； and he had a raw contusion across his right cheekbone。 Looks like he's had a rotten day too； she thought muzzily。 Then the sparkly black whirlpools expanded and drowned her again。
When her vision cleared again the boots were gone…no。 There he was； seated fortably on a log。 She tried to focus on something other than her rebellious belly； but her belly won control in a wrenching rush。
The enemy captain stirred involuntarily as she vomited； but remained sitting。 She crawled the few meters to the little stream at the bottom of the ravine； and washed out her mouth and face in its icy water。 Feeling relatively better； she sat up and croaked； 〃Well？〃
The officer inclined his head in a shadow of courtesy。 〃I am Captain Aral Vorkosigan； manding the Barrayaran Imperial war cruiser General Vorkraft。 Identify yourself； please。〃 His voice was baritone； his speech barely accented。
〃mander Cordelia Naismith。 Betan Astronomical Survey。 We are a scientific party；〃 she emphasized accusingly。 〃Non…batants。〃
〃So I noticed；〃 he said dryly。 〃What happened to your party？〃
Cordelia's eyes narrowed。 〃Weren't you there？ I was up on the mountain； assisting my team botanist。〃 And more urgently； 〃Have you seen my botanist…my ensign？ He pushed me into the ravine when we were ambushed…〃
He glanced up to the rim of the gorge at the point where she had toppled in…how long ago？ 〃Was he a brown…haired boy？〃
Her heart sank in sick anticipation。 〃Yes。〃
〃There's nothing you can do for him now。〃
〃That was murder！ All he had was a stunner！〃 Her eyes burned the Barrayaran。 〃Why were my people attacked？〃
He tapped her stunner thoughtfully in his palm。 〃Your expedition；〃 he said carefully； 〃was to be interned； preferably peacefully； for violation of Barrayaran space。 There was an altercation。 I was hit in the back with a stun beam。 When I came to； I found your camp as you did。〃
〃Good。〃 Bitter bile soured her mouth。 〃I'm glad Reg got one of you； before you murdered him too。〃
〃If you are referring to that misguided but admittedly courageous blond boy in the clearing； he couldn't have hit the side of a house。 I don't know why you Betans put on soldiers' uniforms。 You're no better trained than children on a picnic。 If your ranks denote anything but pay scale； it's not apparent to me。〃
〃He was a geologist； not a hired killer；〃 she snapped。 〃As for my 'children；' your soldiers couldn't even capture them。〃
His brows drew together。 Cordelia shut her mouth abruptly。 Oh； great； she thought。 He hasn't even started to wrench my arms off； and already I'm giving away free intelligence。
〃Didn't they now；〃 Vorkosigan mused。 He pointed upstream with the stunner to where the m link lay cracked open in the brook。 A little sputtering of steam rose from the ruin。 〃What orders did you give your ship when they informed you of their escape？〃
〃I told them to use their initiative；〃 she murmured vaguely； groping for inspiration in a throbbing fog。
He snorted。 〃A safe order to give a Betan。 At least you're sure to be obeyed。〃
Oh； no。 My turn。 〃Hey； I know why my people left me behind…why did yours leave you？ Isn't one's manding officer； even a Barrayaran one； too important to mislay？〃 She sat up straighter。 〃If Reg couldn't hit the side of a house； who shot you？〃
That's fetched him； she thought； as the stunner with which he had been absently gesturing was swiveled back to aim on her。 But he said only； 〃That is not your concern。 Have you another m link？〃
Oh ho…was this stern Barrayaran mander dealing with a mutiny？ Well； confusion to the enemy！ 〃No。 Your soldiers trashed everything。〃
〃No matter；〃 muttered Vorkosigan。 〃I know where to get another。 Are you able to walk yet？〃
〃I'm not sure。〃 She pushed herself to her feet； then pressed her hand to her head to contain the shooting pains。
〃It's only a concussion；〃 Vorkosigan said unsympathetically。 〃A walk will do you good。〃
〃How far？〃 she gasped。
〃About two hundred kilometers。〃
She fell back to her knees。 〃Have a nice trip。〃
〃By myself； two days。 I suppose you will take longer； being a geologist； or whatever。〃
〃Astrocartographer。〃
〃Get up； please。〃 He unbent so far as to help her with a hand under her elbow。 He seemed curiously reluctant to touch her。 She was chilled and stiff； she could feel the heat from his hand through the heavy cloth of her sleeve。 Vorkosigan pushed her determinedly up the side of the ravine。
〃You're stone serious；〃 she said。 〃What are you going to do with a prisoner on a forced march？ Suppose I bash in your head with a rock while you sleep？〃
〃I'll take my chances。〃
They cleared the top。 Cordelia draped herself around one of the little trees； winded。 Vorkosigan wasn't even breathing hard； she noticed enviously。 〃Well； I'm not going anywhere till I've buried my officers。〃
He looked irritated。 〃Its a waste of time and energy。〃
〃I won't leave them to the scavengers like dead animals。
Your Barrayaran thugs may know more about killing； but not one of them could have died a more soldierly death。〃
He stared at her a moment； face unreadable； then shrugged。 〃Very well。〃
Cordelia began to make her way along the side of the ravine。 〃I thought it was here；〃 she said； puzzled。 〃Did you move him？〃
〃No。 But he can't have crawled far； in his condition。〃
〃You said he was dead！〃
〃So he is。 His body； however； was still animate。 The dis