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"Set trajectory, Sir?" asked Carnaby.

Grimes looked out through the viewports, toward the opalescent sphere that was Kinsolving, toward the distant luminosity of the Galactic Lens.

"We have to go somewhere, John," said Sonya sharply.

"Or somewhen," murmured Grimes. He said, in a louder voice, "We'd better head for where The Outsider was, or will be, or is. We have unfinished business."

But it didn't really matter. For the time being, nothing really mattered.

He had his ship again.

THE END

 

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