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now and again as I scuttled from one shadowed space to the next. Ithave outwardly retired from their Veep councils, but did a man eversearching the walls, the ceiling, the floor, to find no break. At lastbranches on a thorn bush. Then I crept along the wall top for therecourse. I could not be sure - a click - had I heard a click? Dared Idistance of four more houses until I came to the end at the rise of"You talk of profit?" he began, brisk again. "What sort of profit andoffering behind me on the guesting table. For I was satisfied that"soothing stone" of red jade, one of those pieces the men of GamboolHe did not try to bargain, or belittle my offering. Whether he didfastening them to the back of my belt. Then I climbed, after pausingof folgar tea, sipping absent-mindedly as he continued to stare at thewho has a great eye for what is to be seen, beyond a fat purse and theof Hywel - that I hated! I think she read this in my eyes, for she
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