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if the shape of his square strong hands was a dream of power in form。。。
She awakened deep in the night with a start。 But it was only the fire flaring up as Vorkosigan added an unusually large armload of wood。 She sat up； and he came over to her。
〃I'm glad you're awake。 I need you。〃 He pressed his bat knife into her hand。 〃That carcass seems to be attracting something。 I'm going to pitch it into the river。 Will you hold a torch？〃
〃Sure。〃 She stretched； got up； and selected a suitable brand。 She followed him down into the watercourse； rubbing her eyes。 The flickering orange light made jumpy black shadows that were almost harder to see into than plain starlight。 As they reached the waters edge she caught movement out of the corner of her eye； and heard a scrambling among the rocks and a familiar hiss。
〃Uh； oh。 There's a group of those scavengers just upstream to the left。〃
〃Right。〃 Vorkosigan flung the remains of their dinner to the middle of the river； where they vanished with a dim gurgle。 There was an extra splash； a loud one； not an echo。 Aha！ Cordelia thought…I saw you jump too； Barrayaran。 But whatever had splashed didn't show above the surface； and its ripples were lost in the current。 There came some more hisses； and a shattering shriek； from downstream。 Vorkosigan drew the stunner。
〃There's a whole herd of them out there；〃 Cordelia mented nervously。 They stood back to back； trying to penetrate the blackness。 Vorkosigan rested the stunner across one wrist； and let off a carefully aimed burst。 It buzzed quietly； and one of the dark shapes slumped to the ground。 Its rades sniffed it curiously； and moved in closer。
〃I wish your gun had more of a bang。〃 He aimed again and dropped two more； without any effect on the rest。 He cleared his throat。 〃You know； your stunner's almost out of charge。〃
〃Not enough to flatten the rest of them； eh？〃
〃No。〃
One of the scavengers； bolder than the rest； darted forward。 Vorkosigan met its charge with a shout and a rush of his own。 It retreated temporarily。 The breed of scavengers that ranged the plains was slightly larger than its mountain cousins； and if possible； uglier。 Obviously； it also traveled in larger groups。 The ring of beasts closed tighter as they attempted to retreat toward the valley rim。
〃Oh； hell；〃 said Vorkosigan。 〃That does it。〃 A dozen silent； ghostly globes were drifting in from above。 〃What a foul way to die。 Well； let's take as many with us as possible。〃 He glanced at her； seemed about to say more； but then only shook his head and braced for the rush。
Cordelia； heart lurching； gazed up at the descending radials and was illuminated by an idea of awesome brilliance。
〃Oh； no；〃 she breathed。 〃That's not the last straw。 That's the home fleet； ing to the rescue。 e； my pretties；〃 she coaxed。 〃e to Mama。〃
〃Have you lost your mind？〃 asked Vorkosigan。
〃You wanted a bang？ I'll give you a bang。 What do you think holds those things up？〃
〃Hadn't thought about it。 But of course it would almost have to be…〃
〃Hydrogen！ Bet you anything those darling little chemistry sets are electrolyzing water。 Notice how they hang around rivers and streams？ Wish I had some gloves。〃
〃Allow me。〃 His grin winked out of the fire…streaked dark at her。 He jumped up and hooked a radial out of the air by its writhing maroon tendrils； and flung it to earth before the approaching scavengers。 Cordelia； holding her torch like a fencer's foil； thrust toward it at full extension。 Sparks scattered as she jabbed two； then three times。
The radial exploded in a ball of blinding flame that singed her eyebrows； with a great bass whoom and an astonishing stench。 Orange and green afterimages danced across her retinas。 She repeated the trick at Vorkosigan's next snatch。 One of the scavengers' fur caught fire； and it led a general retreat； screeching and hissing。 She poked again at a radial in the air。 It went off with a flash that illuminated the whole reach of the river valley and the humping backs of the fleeing pack of scavengers。
Vorkosigan was frantically patting her on the back； it wasn't until the smell caught her that she realized she'd set her own hair on fire。 He got it out。 The rest of the radials sailed high into the air and away； except for one Vorkosigan captured and held by standing on its tendrils。
〃Ha！〃 Cordelia war danced around him in triumph； the adrenaline rush giving her a silly urge to giggle。 She drew a deep breath。 〃Is your hand all right？〃
〃It's a little burned；〃 he admitted。 He took off his shirt and bundled the radial into it。 It pulsated and stank。 〃We might want this later。〃 He rinsed his hand briefly in the stream； and they jogged quickly back to their campsite。 Dubauer lay undisturbed； although a few minutes later one stray scavenger turned up at the edge of the firelight； sniffing and hissing。 Vorkosigan put it to flight with torch； knife； and swearing…whispered； so as not to wake the ensign。
〃I think we'd better live on field rations for the rest of the trip；〃 he said； returning。
Cordelia nodded heartfelt agreement。
She roused the men at the first grey light of dawn； as anxious now as Vorkosigan to plete the trip to the safety of the supply cache as quickly as possible。 The radial held captive in Vorkosigan's shirt had died and deflated during the night； turning into a horrible gelid blob。 Vorkosigan of necessity took a few minutes to wash it out in the stream； but the stinks and stains it left made him the unquestioned front…runner in the filth…collection contest Cordelia felt they were having。 They had a quick snack of their dull but safe oatmeal and blue cheese dressing； and started on their way as the sun rose； sending their long shadows racing ahead of them across the rusty； flower…strewn levels。
Near their noon halt Vorkosigan took a break and disappeared behind a bush for biological necessity。 In a few moments a string of curses came floating around it； followed shortly by the speaker himself； hopping from foot to foot and shaking out the legs of his trousers。 Cordelia gave him a look of innocent inquiry。
〃You know those light yellow cones of sand we've been seeing？〃 Vorkosigan said； unbuckling his pants。
〃Yes。。。〃
〃Don't stand on one to piss。〃
Cordelia failed to strangle a giggle。 〃What did you find？ Or should I say； what found you？〃
Vorkosigan turned his trousers inside out and began picking the little round white creatures running among their folds on cilia…like legs。 Cordelia appropriated one and held it on the palm of her hand for a closer look。 It was yet another model of the radials； an underground form。
〃Ow！〃 She brushed it away hastily。
〃Stings； doesn't it？〃 snarled Vorkosigan。
A burble of laughter welled up within her。 But she was saved from a lapse of control when she noticed a more sobering feature of his appearance。
〃Hey； that scratch doesn't look too good； does it？〃
The claw mark of the scavenger on his right leg that Vorkosigan had collected the night they buried Rosemont was swollen and bluish； with ugly red streaks radiating from it up as far as his knee。
〃It's all right；〃 he said firmly； beginning to put on his de…radialed pants。
〃It doesn't look all right。 Let