"At home, I expect," said Carroll. "Where she belongs."
Wolf toyed for a moment with the map that lay before him.
"Joseph," he said. "What will happen to the village?"
"You don't know?" asked Carroll in surprise.
"No," Wolf admitted. "I have never stayed behind."
Carroll laughed bitterly. "One of two things," he said. "They will either demolish it from the air, including the populace, or they will put everyone in one of the forced labor camps." The farmer made a small gesture of resignation.
"I didn't know," Wolf said, almost under his breath. Can I be responsible for that?
"They don't like Colonists cooperating with the revolutionaries," Carroll continued. "Did you expect they exempted us all from our taxes as a reward?"
"No," Wolf said. "But I didn't know it was so—complete."
"They are thorough," the old man shrugged. "Any village where an incident occurs is made an example. Before long, you people will not find much welcome in the Colonies."