Turnbull nodded. "How much is the fare to Mendez?"

The clerk thumbed a button which wiped the information screen clean,

then replaced it with another list, which flowed upward for a few

seconds, then stopped. "Seven hundred and eighty-five fifty, sir," said

the clerk. "Shall I make you out a ticket?"

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