"Hold everything!" I shot back. "Let's play like he now has the
situation in hand. What happens next?"
"Let him contact the Thagwar of Themis," bugged Marlowe, "and contact
the Thagwar of Themis and contact the Thagwar of Themis and contact--"
Biggs was in the turret with me. He can read code almost as well as I
can. He stared at me curiously.
"What's the matter, Sparks?"
"Don't ask me," I retorted. "I only work here. It sounds like Marlowe's
developed a bad case of digital hiccups! Oh, well, we've got the
information we wanted, anyhow. I'll sign off." So I did.