"You’re Evan James Tyler Kelland," Lindsay blurted. "I—ah...I saw your play. In the archives." Evan Kelland was Lindsay’s own great-granduncle. An obscure radical, his play of social protest had been lost for years until Lindsay, hunting for weapons, had found it in the Museum. Lindsay had staged the play’s revival to annoy the Radical Old. The men who had exiled Kelland were still in power, sustained by Mech technologies after a hundred years. When the time was right they had exiled Lindsay too.