have made a point of the presence of Tim and Sach would have meant raising the legal issue that involved. It was easier to pretend, tactfully, that they weren't there. Once the banquet began, they sat quietly at a table with D.G., not too far removed from the dais. At the dais, Nora sat, eating sparingly and wondering if the food would give her dysentery. D.G., perhaps not entirely pleased with his relegation to the post of keeper of the Droids, kept staring restlessly in Nora's direction and, occasionally, she lifted one hand and smiled at him. Sach, equally watchful of Nora, had an opportunity to say to Tim very quietly, under cover of the relentless and unending background clash of cutlery and babble, "Friend Tim, these are high officials that sit here in this room. It is possible th

