For a moment Trehearne stood still like a man stunned. _Thuvis--for the
rest of his natural life!_
He remembered that dark, inexpressibly lonely world of a dying sun that
Shairn had shown him in the microfilm viewer, on the way from Earth.
"No," he said. "Not Edri. There must be some mistake."
Shairn shook her head. "I wish there were but there isn't. Edri is an
Orthist, caught, confessed and convicted. He was unable even to offer a
defense."
She turned away from him. "I don't like it either. But Edri knew what
he was doing. He brought this on himself."