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.' The wil-
derness is anywhere beyond where the latest patrol pe-
rimeter happens to be, and that changes all the time.
Didn't the person who drew this give you any idea of
what to look for... or where?"
"He wasn't very happy with me," she admitted. "He
had a bump on his head and was shackled to a wagon-
track at the time. All he said was, 'This is Southgate and
that's where he got away from us. We supposed the cats
would get him.' "
"Cats?" Wingover looked up sharply. "What kind of
cats?"
"I don't know. He just said cats. Oh, and he said a bird
told them to go away, so they went. Does that help7"
"Cats." Wingover opened his pouch and withdrew his
own maps, found the one he wanted and studied it.
'There is a valley, north of here, that seems to go almost
due north and south." He paused and considered the
map. "I wandered into it, but I didn't get a chance to ex-
plore it. There were cats there. Big, black cats half as
high as my horse. If your young dwarf has gone there, I
don't expect you'll find him." The human laid the maps
side by side, looked at them together, then turned Jilian's
map around. "That could be it, I suppose. I saw the val-
ley at the other end, but it would have come out
about -" He pointed at his own map "- about here
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