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Roger Zelazny. Sign of chaos
Atec Ноябрь 07 2007 02:48:28
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. "He's my province at the moment."
"I believe I have some interest in the matter," she replied levelly.
"Of course," I said, "but I feel that mine is greater and that we may
get in each other's ways."
"I can judge these things for myself," she said.
"Okay," I told her. "He's on an acid trip. Any infor- ormation you'd
get out of him might be colorful, but it would also be highly
disappointing."
"How did this happen?" she asked.
"A wizard named Mask apparently slipped him some chemicals when he had
him prisoner."
"Where was this? I've never heard of Mask."
"A place called the Keep of the Four Worlds," I told her.
"It's been a long time since I heard the Keep mentioned," she said. "A
sorcerer named Sharu Garrul used to hold it."
"He's a coatrack now," I stated. "What?"
"Long story; but Mask has the place these days."
She stared at me, and I could tell she was just realizing that there
was a lot she didn't know in the way of recent developments. I'd judge she
was deciding which of several obvious questions to ask next when I decided
to beat her to the punch while she was still off balance.
"So how's Bleys?" I asked.
"He's much improved. I treated him myself and he's recovering quickly."
I was about to ask her where he was, which I knew she would refuse to
answer, and hopefully we would both smile when she saw what I was driving
at: no address for Bleys, no address for Luke; we keep our secrets and stay
friends
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