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. Finally, after
several slips, he made it. Reaching the deck, he rested a
moment from his labors, removing a lace-covered
handkerchief from the sleeve of his coat and using it to mop
his perspiring face.
"I tell you, lads," he said solemnly, "I'm feeling a bit
under myself. By Reorx, but you can drink! Just like you
said." Stumbling slightly as the deck listed beneath him, the
dwarf pointed at Sturm. "You, especially! I swear by my
beard" - he stroked it - "that I saw two of yourself, lad, and
I was workin' on four before your eyes rolled back in your
head and you crashed to the floor. Shook the foundations of
the inn, you did. I had to pay damages."
"You said you were going to cut us loose," Tanin
snarled.
"That I did," Dougan muttered, drawing a sharp knife from
his belt. Making his way around the sea chests, the dwarf
began to saw away industriously at the leather thongs that
bound Tanin's wrists.
"If we aren't prisoners," Palin asked, "then why are we
bound hand and foot?"
"Why, laddie," said the dwarf, looking around at Palin
with an injured air, "it was for your own safety! I had only
your welfare at heart! You were so enthusiastic when you
saw we were carrying you aboard this fine vessel, that we
had to restrain your enthusiasm - "
"Enthusiasm!" Tanin muttered
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