“So fell Lord Perth,” murmured Roland. After such good news, she thought, it would have been mean-spirited to do otherwise. The breath of his guest also smoked. 20Mother and father, was Roland’s first shocked thought—memory so deep and unexpected it was like a slap.
Susan put her head against his neck and cried. Some animal—likely a cat—had crept up on it close enough to pounce, he reckoned. ”“And a bite to eat?” Roland asked. Roland arrived there after dark but still a good half hour before the rapidly thinning Peddler would haul himself over the horizon once more.
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