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Chapter 85

I ate at a restaurant, took a room at an inn, and paid a likely-looking youngster to carry a written message to the fort commandant asking to see him the next morning. He returned with a note that Major Wallston would receive me at ten on the morrow. That was a pleasant surprise and a stroke of luck. Major Wallston knew me from Fort Yanube, freeing me from wasting precious time proving I was no feather merchant.

The major was downright pleased to greet me. His office in this post seemed a little larger, but his staff was made up of tin soldiers, green Point officers eager to prove their mettle. Wallston appeared embarrassed by their enthusiasm.