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Then Flint turned and looked up the street. He heard
sounds of the enemy approaching, but as yet he could see
nothing in the distant darkness.
Where was Perian?
* * * * *
Darting around the corner of an old warehouse, Perian
looked up and down the side street. When she saw no sign of
Aghar, she didn't know whether to be relieved or worried.
Then she heard a sound coming from the open door of a
darkened greengrocer's shop. Crouching, she slipped across
the street and looked into the store.
"Hi, Queen Furryend! Get food for fort!" 'Fester beamed
at her, looking up from her efforts at collecting bacon, pick-
les, and other provisions. The Aghar's mouth was outlined
in white sugar - apparently some of her supplies would be
transported internally - but her apron bulged with food.
Other gully dwarves moved forward from the shadows at
the rear of the store, laden with pork, cheese, bread, and
melons.
"Good, Fester - that's great! But you've got to hurry,
now! Are there more of you near here?"
Fester nodded her head. "More get hungry and get food."
"Good! Now, run to the fort as fast as you can!" Perian
barked the command sharply
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