“Patrollers were monster in black and silver, from whom one fled as a matter of course, whether one had done wrong or not. ‘May the spirit of the galaxy watch over the squires as they watch over us.’ The Squires were misty and mystical supermen, enormously good, who lived in paradise known as Sark and brooded watchfully and patiently over of the foolish men and woman of Florina.”
The Currents of Space, Isaac Asimov
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