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"All right!" Luke responded, sidestepping the question. "I'll be down in a fewminutes, Uncle Owen!" Turning, he took one last look at the vanished horizon."Boy, am I in for it!" he muttered. "That little 'droid's going to get me in a lot oftrouble." "Oh, he excells at that, sir." Threepio confirmed with mock cheerfulness. Lukethrew him a sour look, and together they turned and descended into the garage. "Luke…Luke!" Still rubbing the morning sleep from his eyes, Owen glancedfrom side to side, loosening his neck muscles. "Where could that boy be loafingnow?" he wondered aloud at the lack of response. There was no sign of movementin the homestead, and he had already checked above. "Luke!" he yelled again. Luke, luke, luke…the name echoed teasing back athim from the homestead walls. Turning angrily, he stalked back into the kitchen,where Beru was preparing breakfast. "Have you seen Luke this morning?" he asked as softly as he could manage. She glance briefly at him, then returned to her cooking. "Yes. He said he hadsome things to do before he started out to the south ridge this morning, so he leftearly." "Before breakfast?" Owen frowned worriedly. "That's not like him. Did hetake the new 'droids with him?" "I think so. I am sure I saw at least one of them with him."