Barbara came in. She was white and still, and presently she leaned her
head against my breast and cried quietly, for a long time.
"There is a spy here," she told me.
"I heard about it." I stroked her hair and held her to me, clumsily.
"Do you know who it was?"
"I don't know. Somehow, they seem to think the Luronians may be
guilty, but they aren't sure. They arrested them, and two were killed
resisting. Colonel Wergil is in the brig now, while they decide if
Luron can still be trusted."
"It can't," I said. "Earth must win alone."
"We'll win," she said dauntlessly. "With Luron or without it, we'll
win." Then, like a little frightened girl, creeping close to me: "But
we needed that help so much."