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Well, she wasn't much exaggerating about the bounty,
and I was always tracking the gold. But I was also careful.
"Supposing I do this jailbreak? What's to keep you and
your friend from getting rid of me and going after the
bounty yourselves?"
Alyce's eyes grew sharp and cold. She drew her sword
and I reached for where mine should have been. She made
no threat, only laid the jeweled weapon flat on the table
between us.
"This is my father's sword," she said, ignoring my own
gesture. "I have never sworn an oath on this steel that I
didn't mean to keep."
I believed her. Maybe it was the way her voice
sounded, low and freighted with fierce pride. Or maybe it
was the look in her eyes, straight on and unflinching, like
the light gleaming along the blade's keen edge. Out of the
comer of my eye I saw Peverell idly tracing some old
calculation Toukere or I had carved in the oaken table-top.
I'M HONEST WHEN I WANT TO BE, DOUNE, MY
FRIEND. AND WHEN A MAN RECKONS THE SPLIT
WITH HIS PARTNER, HE'D BEST WANT TO BE
HONEST OR HE'LL DESERVE TO BE DEAD.
Toukere had had the same straight-on look in his eyes
as Alyce did now when he'd said that. By that look - its
absence or its presence - I'd always judged a man's nature
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