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. With his nose less than an inch from the page, he noticed that
the right edge of the map was slightly frayed, as if it had been torn
along a fold.
The map had been ripped in two, and the location of the treasure
was on the other half !
"No!" Phineas cried. His head moved quickly from side to side,
his eyes scouring the map for a different answer, Maybe the arrow
didn't apply to the treasure. But after a few frantic moments, Phineas
had to admit that it did. There was nothing else on that edge of the
map. Strangely, he was fairly certain that all of Kendermore, as he
knew it, was represented on the map in his hand.
Then what was on the other half of the map?
And where was it?
Phineas forced his mind to slow down. He might possibly have in
his possession the find of a lifetime, He could live a long time on
the sale of gems and magical rings. But he had to have the whole map
to find this treasure.
Trapspringer! The kender had told him the map was one of his
most prized possessions, so he obviously knew its value. Surely the
odd, elder kender had the other half. But how would he find
Trapspringer in the vast city of Kendermore? Phineas's heart pounded
like the sound of a hundred horses' hooves.
Frowning, he craned his neck through the open window, then
snorted at his own foolishness. The ringing in his ears wasn't his
heart at all, but an early morning parade coming down his street.
Parades -- if the term were used loosely -- were a daily event
in Kendermore
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