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. Tybalt had said that one
wagon was always coming from Thorbardin while another
was returning, never in tandem. So which.wagon was full of
cargo and on its way to Newsea, and which one was return-
ing to the mountain dwarf kingdom? Flint knew he had little
time before the derro crew awoke or returned from the tav-
erns, and no time to choose wrongly.
Suddenly he saw a derro emerge from the open side of the
blacksmithing shop in the middle of the north wall, some
ten yards to his right. The derro guard circled both wagons,
bending down to look under the one on the left, farthest
from the shop.
"We should be getting on the road within the hour," the
derro called toward the building. "I'm anxious to get back to
Thorbardin. Did Berl or Sithus tell you when they'd re-
turn?"
"They always stagger back at the last minute," an uncon-
cerned voice said from the depths of the shop. "You worry
too much. Come on back and catch a few more minutes of
sleep before the long haul."
"You're right," said the derro by the wagons, striding to-
ward the darkened shed. "Everything looks OK out here,
anyway. That idiot brought the coal for the forge, I see, so
at least tomorrow's crews won't run short
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