Adele leaned forward and said huskily, "You got enough money to redeem
your contract?"
Again Mary shook her head. "No. It's nine hundred and ten _dordocs_. I
have only ninety-three. But I'll have enough in the morning!" She stood
up and crossed to the window, looked out toward the spaceport.
"How?"
"Tell us, Mary!"
"Tell you what?" Anne asked, coming into the room. Languidly she drew
the door closed behind her and rested against it. "Tell you what?" she
insisted, narrowing milky eyes.
"Mary says she can redeem her contract tomorrow."