Y'Nor was pacing the floor when Kane went to the ship, his face black and ugly with anger.
"Have you been blind?" he demanded.
Kane tried to swallow a sinking feeling, wondering just how much Y'Nor had seen, and said, "Sir?"
"My guards—my so-called guards—how long have they been strolling back from the plant in company with the native women?"
"Oh," he said, feeling a great relief that Y'Nor had not seen the true situation, "it's only that some of the out-going shifts coincide, sir, and—"
"You know, don't you, that military men march to and from duty in military formation?"
"Yes, sir."
"You are aware of the importance of discipline?"
"Yes, sir."
"You are further aware of the fact that you, Dalon, and Graver, will be guilty of treason if this lack of discipline imperils my plans in any way?"