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. You've done wonders,
in spite of your size."
Tarli nodded proudly.
"And in every situation - and I know that in some
training sessions you've faced real danger - you haven't
shown the slightest fear."
Tarli looked puzzled. "Of course not."
"Most of your classmates found it harder. In three
decades of novices, you're probably the most courageous
boy I've ever taught."
Tarli beamed.
Moran did not smile back. "However, your courage
showed itself in - well, in strange ways. Instead of using
weapons, you broke or ... took them. Instead of accepting
training as offered, you took it and reshaped it. It would
not be too much to say that you changed everyone else's
training, too."
Tarli sat rigidly. "I did my best for them." He seemed
not to understand what was happening to him.
"There has also been a problem of property" - Moran
tried to dance around it - "private property. You don't seem
to acknowledge others' property as off-limits, unavailable."
Tarli frowned, irked. "If people would just label things
- "
"We can't label everything, and what with one thing
and another - " Moran waved his arm. "Lances, daggers,
miscellaneous books, and foodstuffs - this has been the
costliest term I can remember
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