Boulevard des Capucines

"Good luck, Luke," Wedge said as they parted. "See you at the rendezvous." Luke waved and began to walk toward his X-wing. Standing there amid themountains of ice and snow, he was overcome by a surge of loneliness. He feltdesperately alone now that even Han was gone. Worse than that, Princess Leia wasalso somewhere else; she might just as well be an entire universe away… Then out of nowhere a familiar whistle greeted Luke. "Artoo!" he exclaimed. "Is that you?" Sitting snugly in the socket that had been installed for these helpful R2 units wasthe little barrel-shaped droid, his head peeking from the top of the ship. Artoo hadscanned the approaching figure and had whistled with relief when his computersinformed him it was Luke. The young commander was equally relieved toreencounter the robot that had accompanied him on so many of his previousadventures. As he climbed into the cockpit and seated himself behind the controls, Luke