[The old Vandelin, perhaps, would have pursued it--chased him down while he was vulnerable, argued harder, demanded apology and restitution just for the sake of winning.
But he doesn't know what to say now, either. There's nothing he can promise Myr and nothing to argue for. He keeps his mouth shut, for once in his life, and thinks.]
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But he doesn't know what to say now, either. There's nothing he can promise Myr and nothing to argue for. He keeps his mouth shut, for once in his life, and thinks.]