And yet in both cases they're the same men." Lakla had been listening again.

She turned, thrust out hands to Larry, a wild hope in her eyes--and yet a hope half shamed.
"They say," she cried, "that they give us choice.

Remembering that your world doom hangs in the balance, we have choice--choice to stay and help fight Yolara's armies--and they say they look not lightly on that help.

Or choice to go--and if so be you choose the latter, then will they show another way that leads into your world!" A flush had crept over the O'Keefe's face as she was speaking.

He took her hands and looked long into the golden eyes; glancing up I saw the Trinity were watching them intently--imperturbably.
"What do you say, _mavourneen_ ?" asked Larry gently.