"Get many?"
"Swapped his entire twenty-five for forty-one of the Loard-vogh before they got him."
"Not at all bad," answered Thompson.
"I'd like to try it—?"
"Nope. Better collect Downing and the rest and haul tail for Terra. We're about due for the big show."
"Downing is—"
"Back," answered Stellor, opening the door. "I'm sorry to be late, fellas. They asked me about the fight out there in the hall and I stopped to chat. I didn't know you were on the line, Billy."
"Well, how was the fight?"
"Fierce. I'd hate to get into one like that, for real. Billy, will the personnel snatcher save enough of our men to lick them?"