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Memah could
see that she wasn't going to get out of it; the droid was
firm and nonyielding as only a machine could be. She
acquiesced to the following day at eleven hundred hours.
She shut off the comm and looked at Rodo. He gave her
another shrug. "I went yesterday. Apparently I am not a
carrier of any transmit-table diseases and thus am
deemed fit for habitation."
"The Empire grinds slow but fine," Rodo said. "And they
did check everybody before we got on the transport
dirtside, like you said, so why do it again? There's no
chance of catching something on the way up."
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