Madonna Litta

Jerjerrod kept his tone even, though deep inside, the ghost of hurry began toscrabble at his throat. "That won't be necessary, my Lord. I tell you, withoutquestion this station will be operational as planned." "I'm afraid the Emperor does not share your optimistic appraisal of thesituation." "I fear he asks the impossible," the commander suggested. "Perhaps you could explain that to him when he arrives." Vader's face remainedinvisible behind the deathly black mask that protected him; but the malice was clear inthe electronically modified voice. Jerjerrod's pallor intensified. "The Emperor is coming here?" "Yes, Commander. And he will be quite displeased if you are still behindschedule when he arrives." He spoke loudly, to spread the threat over all who couldhear. "We shall double our efforts, Lord Vader." And he meant it. For sometimesdidn't even great men hurry, in time of great need?