Rembrandt The Jewish Bride

"Not on your life. That 'droid and I have been through a lot together. Allsecure, Artoo?" The 'droid replied with a reassuring beep. As the ground chief jumped clear, Luke commenced the final checkout of allinstruments. It slowly occurred to him what he and the others were about to attempt.Not that his personal feelings could override his decision to join them. He was nolonger an individual, functioning solely to satisfy his personal needs. Somethingnow bound him to every other man and woman in this hangar. All around him, scattered scenes of good-bye were taking place—some serious,some kidding, all with the true emotion of the moment masked by efficiency. Luketurned away from where one pilot left a mechanic, possibly a sister or wife, or just afriend, with a sharp, passionate kiss. He wondered how many of them had their own little debts to settle with theEmpire. Something crackled in his helmet. In response, he touched a small level.The ship began to roll forward, slowly but with increasing speed, toward the gapingmouth of the temple.