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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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The two strangers glanced at each other.
"And the babe?" Slegart asked.
At this, the servant girl burst into tears.
"What?" Slegart asked, astonished. "Not the babe, too?"
"No!" the servant girl managed to gasp between sobs.
"The baby's fine. Listen - " A faint cry came from overhead.
"You can hear 'er now. But. . . but - oh!" The girl covered
her face with her hands. "It's dreadful! I've never seen
anything so frightening - "
At this, one of the strangers nodded, and the other
stepped forward.
"Pardon me, innkeep," the stranger said in a cultivated
voice with an unusual accent. "But some terrible tragedy
appears to have happened here. Perhaps it would be better if
we continued on - "
"No, no," Slegard said hastily, the thought of losing
money bringing him to himself. "There, Lizzie, either dry
your tears and help, or go have your cry out in the kitchen."
Burying her face in her apron, Lizzie ran off into the
kitchen, setting the door swinging behind her.
Slegart led the two strangers to a table. "A sad thing,"
said the innkeeper, shaking his head.
"Might we inquire - " ventured the stranger casually,
though an astute observer would have noticed he was
unusually tense and nervous, as was his companion
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