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Luke sat dejectedly on a log, put his head in his hands, and spoke softly tohimself. "I can't do it. I can't go on alone." A voice floated down to him on the dim mist. "Yoda and I will be with youalways." It was Ben's voice. Luke turned around swiftly to see the shimmering image of Obi-wan Kenobistanding behind him. "Ben!" he whispered. There were so many things he wantedto say, they rushed through his mind all in a whirl, like the churning, puffed cargo of aship in a maelstrom. But one question rose quickly to the surface above all theothers. "Why, Ben? Why didn't you tell me?" It was not an empty question. "I was going to tell you when you had completedyour training," the vision of Ben answered. "But you found it necessary to rush offunprepared. I warned you about your impatience." His voice was unchanged, ahint of scolding, a hint of love.