No surprises so far.  Katie had been inside a Far Trader once before, while it had been docked; the<em>Jonquil</em>was the same, ugly and industrial.  None of the sweeping curves or beautiful lighting schemes of the<em>Hispania,</em>but this ship wasn't built for rich people to sip cocktails and listen to lounge music on.  It was just here to get cargo from star to star, and Katie found<em>Jonquil's</em>simple ruggedness to be pleasingly unpretentious.<br/><br/>She stepped through the hatch Rolsing indicated.  "Is a jonquil a kind of flower?" she asked.