“Not really.” Miles gazed around. “Anything less than Ma Mattulich’s death seems . . . inadequate justice, and yet . . . I cannot see who her death would serve.” “Neither could I. That’s why I took the position I did in the first place.” “No . . .” said Miles slowly, “no, you were wrong in that. For one thing, it very nearly got Lem Csurik killed. I was getting ready to pursue him with deadly force at one point. It almost destroyed him with Harra. Truth is better. Slightly better. At least it isn’t a fatal error. Surely I can do . . . something with it.”
