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"I said forge about it." Owen snapped. "Your only worry as far as thosetwo 'droids are concerned is having them ready for work tomorrow. Remember, thelast of our saving is tied up in those two. Wouldn't even have bought them if itwasn't so near harvest." He shook a spoon at his nephew. "In the morning I wantyou to have them working with the irrigation units up on the south ridge. "You know," Luke replied distantly, "I think these 'droids are going to work outfine. In fact, I—" He hesitated, shooting his uncle a surreptitious glare. "I wasthinking about our agreement about me staying on for another season." His uncle failed to react, so Luke rushed on before his nerve failed. "If thesenew 'droids do work out, I want to transmit my application to enter the Academy fornext year." Owen scowled, trying to hide his displeasure with food. "You mean, you wantto transmit application next year—after the harvest." "You have more than enough 'droids now, and they're in good condition.They'll last." "'droids, yes," his uncle agreed, "but 'droids can't replace a man, Luke. Youknow that. The harvest is when I need you the most. It's just for one more seasonafter this one." He looked away, bluster and anger gone now. Luke toyed with his food, not eating, saying nothing.