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."
"What!?" screamed Phineas.
"I said, there..."
"There's no way out!?"
"I didn't say that, exactly," explained Gelfig. "I said
we haven't found any way out."
"That's a damned fine distinction to be making at this
point!" thundered Phineas. He turned and stomped
back up the licorice street, then spun back to face
Gelfig. "And I hate licorice!"
Chapter 20
The morning after burying Gisella, Woodrow,
and Tasslehoff rode Winnie in gloomy silence. The
Khalkist Mountains gave way to foothills. At dusk the
human and the kender reached the exotic port city of
Khuri Khan, across the Khurman Sea and far away from
their final destination of Kendermore.
The brilliant rose-orange sunset at their backs re--
flected off the gold-leafed onion domes that rose majesti--
cally into the darkening eastern sky. Date and coconut
palms swayed gently in the breeze. Women in colorful,
gauzy outfits hurried through the streets on their way
home, baskets perched on their heads. Merchants in ba-
tik head scarves, wraplike garments, and blousy pants
gathered at the ankles, made their final deals of the day
perched from the backs of their elephant mounts.
"See, Winnie, you won't look too out of place in this
city," Tasslehoff pointed out. The mammoth had been ex-
pressing concern since they spotted the city in the dis-
tance. "These elephants don't have nearly as much hair
as you do, but then, I don't know anything that does.
Maybe you can meet more of your own kind here."
"I don't think so," Winnie whined
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