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. Geekay shared
one characteristic with the elf, Garon Wendesthalas.
Geekay simply did not like goblins.
Thinking of the elf, Wingover wondered where he
was. Probably on his way back to Qualinost by now, he
decided.
With Geekay somewhat mollified, Wingover got out
one of his maps and studied it, then put it away. "We had
better go on," he told them. 'There should be a goat-trail
up ahead somewhere, leading off to the south. We'll fol-
low that until we find a better path. I'd guess we're about
three days from safety."
Chane glanced around at him again. "Safety?"
"Thorbardin," Wingover said. "If we make good time
and stay to the high ground, it should be no more than
three days until we run into a border patrol. From there,
it's an easy trip home for you two, and I can head for Bar-
ter and start spending Rogar Goldbuckle's money."
"I'm not going to Thorbardin," Chane said levelly. "I
told you, I have something I have to do first."
"Then I'll just take Jilian home." Wingover shrugged.
"Either way, I'll have kept my pledge."
"You won't do anything of the kind," the girl snapped.
"I'm going where Chane goes, and you're supposed to go
along with us."
"Now look, Button, all I agreed to do was to escort
you into the wilderness to look for Chane Feldstone,
then to get you home safely. All right. We've been to the
wilderness. We found Chane Feldstone. Now it's time to
go home. It's as simple as that
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