lmb.shardsofhonor-第12节
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the weeds without raising her head。 A tall form in the wonderfully effective Barrayaran camouflage fatigues resolved itself as a grey…haired officer。 As he passed Vorkosigan rose from his hiding place as if resurrected。
〃Korabik；〃 he said softly； but with genuine warmth in his voice。 He stood grinning； arms folded； waiting。
Gottyan spun about； one hand drawing the nerve disruptor at his hip。 After a beat； a look of surprise came over his face。 〃Aral！ The landing party reported the Betans had killed you；〃 and he stepped； not forward as Cordelia had expected from the tone of Vorkosigan's voice； but back。 The disruptor was still in his hand as if he had forgotten to put it away； but gripped firmly； not dangling。 Cordelia's stomach sank。
Vorkosigan looked faintly puzzled； as if disappointed by the cool； controlled reception。 〃I'm glad to know you're not superstitious；〃 he joked。
〃I should have known better than to think you dead until I'd seen you buried with a stake through your heart；〃 said Gottyan； sadly ironic。
〃What's wrong； Korabik？〃 asked Vorkosigan quietly。 〃You're no Minister's lickspittle。〃
At these words Gottyan brought the disruptor up to undisguised aim。 Vorkosigan stood very still。
〃No；〃 he answered frankly。 〃I thought the story Radnov told about you and the Betans smelled。 And I was going to make damn sure it went through a board of inquiry when we got home。〃 He paused。 〃But then…I would have been in mand。 After being acting captain for six months； I'd be sure to be confirmed。 What do you think the chances of mand are at my age？ Five percent？ Two？ Zero？〃
'They're not as bad as you think；〃 said Vorkosigan； still quietly。 〃There are some things ing up that very few people have heard about。 More ships； more openings。〃
〃The usual rumors；〃 Gottyan dismissed this。
〃So you didn't believe I was dead？〃 probed Vorkosigan。
〃I was sure you were。 I took over…where did you put the sealed orders； by the way？ We turned your cabin inside out looking for them。〃
Vorkosigan smiled dryly and shook his head。 〃I shall not increase your temptations。〃
〃No matter。〃 Gottyan's aim did not waver。 〃Then day before yesterday that psychopathic idiot Bothari came to see me in my cabin。 He gave me the real story of what happened at the Betans' camp。 Surprised the hell out of me…I'd have thought he'd be delighted at a chance to slit your throat。 So we came back here to practice ground training。 I was sure you'd turn up sooner or later…I expected you before this。〃
〃I was delayed。〃 Vorkosigan shifted position slightly； away from Cordelia's line of fire toward Gottyan。 〃Where's Bothari now？〃
〃Solitary confinement。〃
Vorkosigan winced。 〃That's very bad for him。 I take it you didn't spread the news of my narrow escape？〃
〃Not even Radnov knows。 He still thinks Bothari gutted you。〃
〃Smug； is he？〃
〃Smug as a cat。 I'd have taken great pleasure in wiping his face at the board； if only you'd had the good grace to meet with an accident on your hike。〃
Vorkosigan grimaced wryly。 〃It seems to me you haven't quite made up your mind what you really want to do。 May I suggest it is not too late； even now； to change course？〃
〃You could never overlook this；〃 stated Gottyan uncertainly。
〃In my younger and more stiff…necked days； perhaps not。 But to tell you the truth； I'm getting a little tired of slaying my enemies to teach them a lesson。〃 Vorkosigan raised his chin and held Gottyan's eyes。 〃If you like； you can have my word。 You know the worth of it。〃
The disruptor trembled slightly in Gottyan's hand； as he wavered on the edge of his decision。 Cordelia； barely breathing； saw water standing in his eyes。 One does not weep for the living； she thought； but for the dead； in that moment； while Vorkosigan still doubted； she knew he intended to fire。
She brought her stunner up； took careful aim； and squeezed off a burst。 It buzzed weakly； but it was enough to bring Gottyan； head turning at the sudden movement； to his knees。 Vorkosigan pounced on the disruptor； then relieved him of his plasma arc and knocked him to the ground。
〃Damn you；〃 croaked Gottyan； half…paralyzed。 〃Haven't you ever been out…maneuvered？〃
〃If I had I wouldn't be here；〃 shrugged Vorkosigan。 He subjected Gottyan to a rapid search； confiscating his knife and a number of other objects。 〃Who do you have posted as pickets？〃
〃Sens to the north； Koudelka to the south。〃
Vorkosigan removed Gottyan's belt and bound his hands behind his back。 〃You really did have trouble making up your mind； didn't you？〃 In an aside to Cordelia he explained； 〃Sens is one of Radnov's。 Koudelka's mine。 Rather like flipping a coin。〃
〃And this was your friend？〃 Cordelia raised her eyebrows。 〃Seems to me the only difference between your friends and your enemies is how long they stand around chatting before they shoot you。〃
〃Yes；〃 Vorkosigan agreed； 〃I could take over the universe with this army if I could ever get all their weapons pointed in the same direction。 Since your pants will stay up without it； mander Naismith； may I please borrow your belt？〃 He finished securing Gottyan's legs with it； gagged him； then stood a moment looking up； then down the path。
〃All Cretans are liars；〃 murmured Cordelia； then more loudly； 〃North or south？〃
〃An interesting question。 How would you answer it？〃
〃I had a teacher who used to reflect back my questions that way。 I thought it was the Socratic method； and it impressed me immensely； until I found out he used it whenever he didn't know the answer。〃 Cordelia stared at Gottyan； whom they had placed in the spot that had so effectively concealed her； wondering whether his directions marked a return to loyalty or a last…ditch effort to plete Vorkosigan's botched assassination。 He stared back in puzzlement and hostility。
〃North；〃 she said reluctantly at last。 She and Vorkosigan exchanged a look of understanding； and he nodded briefly。
〃e on then。〃
They started quietly up the path； over a rise and through a hollow dense with grey…green thickets。 〃Have you known Gottyan long？〃
〃We served together for the last four years； since my demotion。 He was a good career officer； I thought。 Apolitical； thorough。 He has a family。〃
〃Do you think you could…get him back； later？〃
〃Forgive and forget？ I gave him a chance at that。 He turned me down。 Twice； if you're right in your choice of directions。〃 They were climbing another slope。 〃The sentry post is at the top。 Whoever's there will be able to scope us in a moment。 Drop back here and cover me。 If you hear firing…〃 he paused； 〃use your initiative。〃
Cordelia smothered a short laugh。 Vorkosigan loosed his disruptor in its holster and walked openly up the path； making plenty of noise。
〃Sentry； report；〃 she heard his voice call firmly。
〃Nothing new since…good God； it's the Captain！〃 followed by the most honestly delighted laugh she felt she'd heard in centuries。 She leaned against a tree； suddenly weak。 And just when was it； she asked herself； that you stopped being afraid of him and started being afraid for him？ And why is this new fear so much more gut…wrenching than the first？ You don't seem to have e out ahead on the trade； have you？
〃You can e out now； mander Naismith；〃 Vorkosigan's voice carried back to her。 She rounded the last stand of underbrush and climbed a grassy knoll。 Camped upon it were two young men looking very neat and military in their clean fatigues。 One； taller than Vorkosigan by a head； with a boy's face on a man's body； she recognized from her view through the scope as Koudelka。 He was shaking his Captain's hand with unabashed enthusiasm； assuring himself of its unghostly reality。 The other man's hand went to his disruptor when he saw her uniform。
〃We were told the Betans killed you； sir；〃 he said suspiciously。
〃Yes； it's a rumor I've had difficulty living down；〃 said Vorkosigan。 〃As you can see； it's not true。〃
〃Your funeral was splendid；〃 said Koudelka。 〃You should have been there。〃
〃Next time； perhaps；〃 Vorkosigan grinned。
〃Oh。 You know I didn't mean it that way； sir。 Lieutenant Radnov made the best speech。〃
〃I'm sure。 He'd probably been working on it for months。〃
Koudelka； a little quicker on the uptake than his panion； said 〃Oh。〃 His fellow merely looked puzzled。
Vorkosigan went on。 〃Permit me to introduce mander Cordelia Naismith； of the Betan Astronomical Survey。 She is。。。〃 he paused； and Cordelia waited interestedly to hear what status she was to be assigned； 〃ah。。。〃
〃Sounds like？〃 she murmured helpfully。
Vorkosigan closed his lips firmly； pressing a smile out straight。 〃My prisoner；〃 he chose finally。 〃On parole。 Except for access to classified areas； she is to be extended every courtesy。〃
The two young men looked impressed； and wildly curious。 〃She's armed；〃 Koudelka's panion pointed out。
〃And a good thing； too。〃 Vorkosigan did not enlarge on this； but went on to more urgent affairs。 〃Who is in the landing party？〃
Koudelka rattled off a list of names； his memory jogged occasionally by his cohort。
〃All right；〃 Vorkosigan sighed。 〃Radnov； Darobey； Sens； and Tafas are to be disarmed； as quietly and cleanly as possible； and placed under arrest on a charge of mutiny。 There will be some others later
