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."
Tarli scratched his head. "I've heard people saying that
costs are going up all over the city."
Moran said more diffidently, "Finally, in private,
you've faced a certain amount of ... of hardship from the
other boys. For the most part, you endured it patiently."
Tarli's eyes widened. "You knew, then."
Moran nodded. "I needed to know how each of you
would respond. Being a knight is learning to act like a
knight." He finished, watching Tarli's face, "Not just in
training or in combat, but at all times."
He waited.
Finally Tarli said, unembarrassed, "Then you know
about last night, too."
"I do." Moran cleared his throat. "You fought in direct
defiance of the Measure. What you said, even more than
what you did, shows that you don't believe in the
Measure."
Moran sighed. "Believe me, Tarli, I'm sorrier than you
can imagine. But you just weren't meant to be a knight.
You have your own way of doing things, your own view of
others' rights, and your own code of honor, and they'll
never square with becoming a knight." Righteous but
unhappy, he faced Tarli.
"You're absolutely right, Sire. The knights are all
wrong for me." Tarli made it sound as though it were the
knights' fault
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