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"I try. You got any special problems?"
"You mean, apart from the existential?"
"Yeah."
"No. I brought you here to warn you about a fellow named Mandor. He's-"
"He's my brother," I said. There was silence.
Then, "That would make him my uncle, wouldn't it?"
"I guess so."
"How about the lady with him? She-"
"Fiona's my aunt."
"My great-aunt. Oh, my!"
"What's wrong?"
"It's bad form to speak ill of relatives, isn't it?"
"Not in Amber," I said. "In Amber we do it all the time."
The circle of light flipped again. We were back in the hallway.
"Now that we're in Amber," he said, "I want to speak ill of them. I
wouldn't trust them if I were you. I think they're a little crazy. Also
insulting and mendacious."
I laughed. "You're becoming a true Amberite."
"I am?"
"Yes. That's the way we are. Nothing to worry about. What came down
between you, anyhow?"
"I'd rather work it out on my own, if you don't mind."
"Whatever you think is best."
"I don't really need to warn you about them?"
"No."
"Okay. That was my main concern. I guess I'll go and try the mire and
muck bit now-"
"Wait."
"What?"
"You seem pretty good at transporting things through Shadow these days.
"
"I seem to be improving, yes."
"What about a small band of warriors and their leader?"
"I think I could manage that
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