" Shawna assured him, with the sort of grin he'd become used to seeing in the morning."Princess... what... I heard..." What did you hear, Marcus?" Hop... settled long enough to ask."Um... You... the two of you... um..." Hope's giggles threatened to get away from her again, and Shawna blushed furiously."It's not what you think, Marcus." Hope assured him, and Shawna stared at him frankly."And shame on your dirty mind for thinking it." Then tell me what is going on?" It's..." Shawna paused, fiddling. .. engineer? Computer scientist?" So," I prompted. "Whit Diffie?" I came across him when I was Googling mathematics and cryptanalysis," Josh explained. "He kind of reminded me of the Waterhouse guy in Cryptonomicon. You know, eccentric. Geeky; but in a good way." And you thought he was influential for his mathematics?" I prompted."It's all in my essay," he grinned proudly. "You'll have to read it."Touché. "I will," I told him. And I meant it. "Will you be at the fair this afternoon?"He started. He was right." So you spent five years in prison for a magazine you didn't even look at?" Holly asked."If you pull the court documents, you'll see that it wasn't even removed from the plastic wrapper," Herman answered in a toneless voice. "The postman was interviewed. He said that it was the first time anything like that had been dropped at my address. He also told them it was delivered the day before it was found in the garbage. But I ordered the magazine and paid for it with a credit card.. Andy wants me to get you tounwind and drunk. He actually made it an order. So unless you'repregnant, we are going to the Irish Inn."I said, "I was pregnant. I miscarried. That hurts as much as thisdoes."Bobbie said, "Then let's do it. Call Larry and Helga so they won'tworry."I did call Larry. Then I said, "Bobbie, Larry said forget the Irish. Hehad set up his spa for us today. He will let me have a 'Laurie'swimsuit. He is thinking along the same lines as Andy is."Bobbie said, "That sounds good..