The Virgin and Child with St Anne

spoke up officially. "Die wanna wanga. We bring a message to yourmaster, Jabba the Hutt." Artoo beeped a postscript, upon which Threepio noddedand added: "And a gift." He thought about this a moment, looked as puzzled as itwas possible for a droid to look, and whispered loudly to Artoo, "Gift, what gift?" Bib shook his head emphatically. "Nee Jabba no badda. Me chaade sugoodie." He held out his hand toward Artoo. The small droid backed up meekly, but his protest was lengthy. "bDooo EENGwrrr Op dbooDEEop!" "Artoo, give it to him!" Threepio insisted. Sometimes Artoo could be sobinary. At this, though, Artoo became positively defiant, beeping and tooting at Fortunaand Threepio as if they'd both had their programs erased. Threepio nodded finally, hardly happy with Artoo's answer. He smiled