Regatta At Argenteuil

Regatta At Argenteuil
Rembrandt Biblical Scene
Rembrandt The Jewish Bride
Return of the Prodigal Son
The Empire," a voice declared firmly. Ben Kenobi had come in behind Luke,and his attention was held by the emptiness ahead as well as the import behind it. "No." Solo was shaking his head slowly. In his own way even he was stunnedby the enormity of what the old man was suggesting. That a human agency had beenresponsible for the annihilation of an entire population, of a planet itself… "No…the entire Imperial fleet couldn't have done this. It would take athousand ships massing a lot more firepower than has ever existed." "I wonder if we should get out of here," Luke was murmuring, trying to seearound the rims of the port. "If by some chance it was the Empire…" "I don't know what's happened here," an angry Solo cursed, "but I'll tell you onething. The Empire isn't—" Muffled alarms began humming loudly as a synchronous light flashed on thecontrol console. Solo bent to the appropriate instrumentation. "Another ship," he announced. "Can't judge the type yet." "A survivor, maybe—someone who might know what happened." Luke venturedhopefully. Ben Kenobi's next words shattered more than that hope. "That's an Imperialfighter." Chewbacca suddenly gave an angry bark. A huge flower of destructionblossomed outside the port, battering the freighter violently. A tiny, double-wingedball raced past the cockpit port. "It followed us!" Luke shouted. "From Tatooine? It couldn't have," objected a disbelieving Solo. "Not inhyperspace."