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"I am not a sorceress," she answered, "and I've had no such training. I
have only one trick and it is not sorcery, but I use it for everything."
"And what is that trick?" I asked.
She ignored the question, then said, "My, she's certainly tightly
bound. The key lies somewhere in the region of her solar plexus. Did you
know that?"
"Yes," I replied. "I understand the spell fully."
"Why is she here?"
"Partly because I promised her son Rinaldo I'd rescue her from Mask,
and partly as an assurance against his good behavior."
I pushed the door shut and secured it. When I turned back, she was
facing me.
"Have you seen him recently?" she said in a conversational tone.
"Yes. Why?"
"Oh, no special reason."
"I thought we were trying to help each other, " I said.
"I thought we were looking for my sister. "
"It can wait another minute if you know something special about
Rinaldo."
"I was just curious where he might be right now."
I turned away and moved to the chest where I keep art supplies. I
removed the necessary items and took them to my drawing board. While I was
about it, I said, "I don't know where he is."
I set up the piece of pasteboard, seated myself and closed my eyes,
summoning a mental image of Coral, preliminary to beginning her sketch.
Again, I half wondered whether the picture in my mind, along with the
appropriate magical endorsement, would be sufficient for contact
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