But we're not through yet. I've just removed your helmetbecause I forgot to make an adjustment but it is going back. Right now." But for how long? How...long?" Let's just say that question added another hour to your time. You willhave to learn not to ask questions or else you will not be seeing orhearing very much at all."With that, she reached inside the hood to do something and then jammedthe heavy hood back on my head and again roughly pulled it down tightly.I heard sound this time: her. The hull, the power plant, the places to emplace the weapon – if you've got them for real then I can computer model anyway. There's not going to be new weapon systems are there?"McCock reassured him,"There might be new but they wont be unproven systems. My idea of binding one of those new nests into a pinnace wouldn't work?"Cowboy laughingly answered,"Not really, apart from inertia and momentum making manoeuvring a bit sticky, something this small, 1,000 tons? Won't have the surplus power for. If you don't know the lyrics, here they are:I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again,Of the place that I lived on the wild windy plains,In the month called April, county called Gray,And here's what all of the people there say:CHORUS:So long, it's been good to know yuh;So long, it's been good to know yuh;So long, it's been good to know yuh.This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,And I got to be driftin' along.A dust storm hit, an' it hit like thunder;It dusted us over, an' it covered us. ”He kept his hand on his gun butt and I walked slowly ahead of him. We went into the kitchen, where he took in the gruesome scene, along with the pistol on the counter. “You want to tell me what happened? What’s your name?”“My name is Carl Buckman. As for what has happened, I have already contacted my attorney, and he has told me not to say anything until he is present.”At the mention of my lawyer, the cop’s face hardened. “Who is the victim?”“His name is Hamilton Buckman.”By now we could hear.