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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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"That's very nice, Fondu," Gisella said flatly. "Now I don't
suppose you can tell us where to find four thousand feet of rope, can
you?"
The gully dwarf's chest swelled with pride. "Fondu have rope.
Big rope. Pulley rope. I show pretty-hair lady."
The three travelers stared at Fondu, then looked at each other.
"You don't suppose," mouthed Gisella.
"Funny men hide pulley rope," explained Fondu, "but Fondu find
it. Me smell rope, my nose smell big."
Gisella batted her eyelashes at Fondu. "And would you show me
where it is?"
Fondu grabbed Gisella's hand and yanked her to her feet, nearly
tripping himself in his excitement. "Come come come!" he shouted,
dragging the object of his infatuation behind. Tasslehoff and Woodrow
ran behind the stumbling pair, followed by a tumbling, sweating mass
of gully dwarves.
Fondu led the pack to an enormous, hollow tree not quite five
hundred feet from the edge of the cliff. With a quick scramble, he was
up on the lowest branch, and then disappeared through a basket-sized
hole into the tree. His fuzzy head reappeared moments later, and he
thrust the end of a coarse hemp rope back out through the opening.
"See?" he shouted. "Pulley rope! You no worry, pretty lady,"
Fondu said, petting Gisella's hair. She batted his hand away,
shivering.
In a moment, Tasslehoff was up the tree and had stuck his head
through the hole for a look. When he pulled it back, he was grinning
from ear to ear.
"The entire tree is full of rope!" he gushed
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