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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. "They had to get up here somehow, and I'll bet they used the
pulleys. We could use their equipment to go up and down the cliff!"
"Exactly," said Woodrow.
"Pulley job! Pulley job!" screamed Fondu, jumping up and down
beneath the cyprus tree.
"Wait just one minute," Gisella said, refusing to get caught up
in the excitement so easily. "Do we have enough people to lower a
swinging wagon six hundred feet? And do you think we could then load
the wagon onto the ship and sail it away?"
"Maybe," Woodrow said. "But I don't think we should. That would
be stealing."
"It wouldn't be stealing!" Tas disagreed. "We would just be
borrowing it. They're not using it now, and we don't know when they'll
be back. When will they be back, Fondu?"
"Two day," the gully dwarf said simply, holding up four fingers.
"How long have they been gone?" Gisella asked.
"Two day." He held up all his fingers.
Gisella, Tas, and Woodrow looked at each other. "How many of you
are there?"
Fondu looked at the dozens of gully dwarves and smiled broadly.
"Two."
"Oh, boy," breathed Woodrow.
"We don't seem to be getting any real information out of this,"
drawled Gisella. "Woodrow, you're good at technical things. What would
we need to do this 'pulley job'?"
Woodrow squatted on his haunches and poked at the ground with a
stick, scratching lines at random on the slate. Within moments, all of
the gully dwarves were down on their haunches, scratching and doodling
on the rock in imitation of the human
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