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. I'll write down how I got here, but I don't care if
it's interesting or important anymore.
After Magistrate Jarvis caught Goodwife Filster on the
tavern roof and wrestled with her and they both almost fell
off and he took her butcher's cleaver away and made her get
down the ladder again and leave me alone, he said it would
be best if I left town for a while.
"How long is 'for a while'?" I asked, and he said, "Until
Goodie Filster leaves town, that's how long. Maybe it would
be even better if you were gone for good. Permanently.
Forever."
We climbed down from the roof of the Cats & Kitties, and
he took me by the arm and ran me back to his office. I could
hear people fighting in town all the way there, and I
wondered how they could keep it up for so long and
wouldn't they be tired of it all by now, but obviously they
weren't yet.
Jarvis kept me inside his office long enough to give me
a blanket, a bag of bread rolls with no sugar, some cheese,
and a skin he said was full of water but which was really
only half full of ale, which I hate and have already poured
out. Then he said, "Just get out of here. It's for your own
good as well as everyone else's. You can't stay here any
longer until Goodie Filster's out of here."
And I said, "Where can I go?" And he said, "Gods, you
idiot, anywhere! Just get out of this town. She'll kill you if
she sees you here!" And I said, "But what about Ark? Can't
I go see Ark?" Then Jarvis called me a name that means my
head looks like my backside and told me to leave, so I left
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