Stu and Greg drove on way back, while Wyoh and Lenore and I huddled on open flatbed, strapped to keep from falling off; was too small. Had time to think; neither girl had suit radio and we could talk only by helmet touch -- awkward.

Began to see -- now that we had won -- parts of Prof's plan that had never been clear to me. Inviting attack against catapult had spared warrens -- hoped it had; that was plan -- but Prof had always been cheerfully indifferent to damage to catapult. Sure, had a second one -- but far away and difficult to reach. Would take years to put a tube system to new catapult, high mountains all way. Probably cheaper to repair old one. If possible.

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