“Did Rodney like them?"Did he like what, Catherine?""The balls on you, that's what!”

“He knew what it was like to love one who did not--or could not--love you back. But he'd had no choice. None of them did.”

“He was like a drug and what did you do with drugs You pushed them as far away as possible.”

“She looked at him in wonder. "Do people think of me like that? I only did what anybody could have done." "That's as it may be," he replied. "The fact is, that you did it.”

“Now Catherine would die. That was what you did. You died. You did not know what it was about. You never had time to learn. They threw you in and told you the rules and the first time they caught you off base they killed you. Or they killed you gratuitously like Aymo. Or gave you the syphilis like Rinaldi. But they killed you in the end. You could count on that. Stay around and they would kill you.”

“What did you—" He swallowed. His voice was raspy. "What did you do to him?""Sightseeing. Your turn."He shivered. "No, that's all right.”