We fired a single volley from our rifles and one round, each, from the mortars and they stopped." Well, Captain, I'm pleased to tell you that Lady Tal... has been a fountain of valuable intelligence. Her husband was a noble roughly equivalent to a duke, but also a little like a senior logistos. He ruled an agricultural regime a little north of Tenosh with about two million slaves and serfs, a dozen cities and maybe twenty towns."His duties consisted of taking a third of the crop for his own, then. .. maybe their moms are all giving them handjobs.” He smiled at Patrick and David.“Shut up, with that stuff.” David leaned over the table and punched Roy on the shoulder. The force was enough to topple him over backwards.“Hey.” Patrick adjusted his glasses. He couldn’t believe what he’d just seen. Maybe Roy deserved it, but David was always so placid. That sort of aggression from David was a shock.“Ow, man.” Roy picked himself up and sat back at the table, rubbing his shoulder. He looked around. ..I'm sorry..." I could feel tears forming, and I was unable to stop them from falling.I heard Sam take a deep breath to yell again, but let it out as she saw my tears fall. "Oh shit...Jim, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry, I was just trying to...shit, I shouldn't have yelled."She got on her knees in front of my and just hugged me. I hugged her back. Until she said, "Just so you know, I wanted you to catch me."I pushed her away, more hurt than before. "You what?" I...I saw you in. It was almost time for the show to begin! "Jensen?" Jill asked rather blankly. "Yeah, he's the guy who runs this place. He'll probably be able to tell you lots of useful things about night life in Copenhagen," the scheming young man added."Oh... okay..." the intoxicated law student agreed. Actually, she'd quite forgotten about her research for the moment, and she didn't think she really wanted to remember it--it only made her feel guilty about the appointment she'd missed and the books she.