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"Llewella, you' too damned suspicious," I said. "It comes of having
lived a long time."
"Well, I hope to live a long time myself, and I hope it doesn't make me
look for an ulterior motive in every human act."
She smiled. "Of course. Forget I said anything," she told me, knowing I
wouldn't. "Have a good time." I growled politely and headed for my room.
CHAPTER 4
And so, in the midst of all manner of threats, intrigues, menaces, and
mysteries, I decided to call a holiday and stroll about town with a pretty
lady. Of all possible choices I might have made, it was certainly the most
atractive. Whoever the enemy, whatever the power I faced, the ball was now
in its court. I had no desire to hunt for Jurt, duel with Mask, or follow
Luke about until he came down and told me whether or not he still wanted the
family's scalps. Dalt was not my problem, Vinta was me, Ghostwheel was
silent, and the matter of my father's Pattern could await my leisure. The
sun was shining and the breeze was, gentle, though these could change
quickly at this season. It was a shame to waste what could well be the
year's last good day on anything less than enjoyment. I hummed as I repaired
myself, and I headed downstairs early for our meeting.
Coral had moved more quickly than I'd guessed, however, and was waiting
for me. I approved of her sensible dark green breeches, heavy coppery shirt,
and warm brown cloak
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