The British Are Coming

The British Are Coming
The Broken Pitcher
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid will, else all was lost. A spirit could not be coerced into corruption, it had to beseduced. It had to participate activity. It had to crave. Luke Skywalker knewthese things, and still he circled the black fire, like a cat. Destinies could never beread with absolute certainty—but Skywalker would come, that was clear. "I haveforeseen it. His compassion for you will be his undoing." Compassion had alwaysbeen the weak belly of the Jedi, and forever would be. It was the ultimatevulnerability. The Emperor had none. "The boy will come to you, and you willthen bring him before me." Vader bowed low. "As you wish." With casual malice, the Emperor dismissed the Dark Lord. With grimanticipation, Vader strode out of the throne room, to board the shuttle for Endor. Luke, Chewie, Han, and Threepio picked their way methodically through theundergrowth behind Artoo, whose antenna continued to revolve. It was remarkable