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. Its floor was a precise nine feet in width. That was
the same width as the cable-cart tunnels in Thorbardin.
As he approached the structure, Wingover studied it
intently. "I hope you know what you're doing," he told
Chane. "Once we cross the gorge, we're going away
from Thorbardin, not toward it. And there are some
very unfriendly goblins over there somewhere."
"At least I know where to look for Pathfinder," the
dwarf noted. -It s just at the edge of the plains, on a hill-
side. Probably not more than three miles from here."
"When you have it, it will lead you back toward Thor-
bardin," Wingover noted. "The bridge will be between us
and the city, then. I can't think of a better place for those
goblins to trap us."
"What's why I'm going on alone, after we cross the
bridge," Chane said. "The rest of you can wait at the
other abutment, to make sure we can come back."
"I'll do no such thing, Chane Feldstone," Jilian
snapped. "If you go out there, then I'm going too."
"I don't have much choice about it," Chestal Thick-
etsway pointed out. "I'm with you, Chane. At least until
I do something about Zap."
"I'll leave Spellbinder here," the dwarf said. "Wingover
can hold it for me. That way you can stay here, too,
Chess. 1 don't know, you might be handy to have around
if Chane has to hold the bridge. I've seen you use that
hoopak."
'Yeah, I'm pretty good with it, don't you think?"
"Isn't that what I just said?"
"No
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