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.The Khan had only lost once, after all, atanything.The boat pulled away from theWellesley's broad side, accompanied by comments from Finch about the slaggardliness ofthe shorebound oarsmen, whose strokes seemed to Gray to be deep andwell-coordinated enough, and it was only a few minutes later that they wereclimbing up to the solid wood of the dock.Bear seemed to be wobbly on his feet, as did Sigerson and Finch, somethingGray didn't understand.Returning to land was such a natural thing that hedidn't have to try to balance himself against the no-longer-rolling motion ofthe wood beneath his boots, thankfully."Governor's palace, I think," he said, hefting his bag to his shoulder.Page 142 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlProbably the best place to look for some word of Cully.Cully, of course,would be off somewhere, counting on Gray to followand, of course, he would have to do just that if only to retrieve the boy'slive sword, and the boy, Niko, for that matter.He might be hard to find, butit wouldn't be difficult for Gray to set himself on his trail.Gray hoped that Cully at least had left a trail of breadcrumbs behind him.Bodies would be more likely, under the circumstances, he thought, and for amoment had to glance down to be sure that he hadn't fastened his hand on theKhan."Excuse me for interrupting," Sigerson said, "but I think we've already foundwhat you're seeking."Two knights stood at the far end of the dock, waiting patiently.Well, two knights of a sort it was Cully and that Niko boy, hardly a realknight.That said, he didn't have a bad look about him: he stood easily on the roughwood, if a bit stiffly, the hilts of two scabbarded swords stuck through hissash within easy reach of his hands, and at their approach, his right handdropped to the hilt of the uppermost of the two swords in a gesture that Graywell recognized, and found himself duplicating, even though the last thing hewanted at the moment was to hear from the Khan, and he snatched his hand away.The clothes that Cully had stolen from Gray fit the boy well enough, in fact.The only question inGray's mind was whether he would be sensible and just have them washed andrewashed when this was all over, or burn them.I would bet on the burning, myself.Cully gave a knowing smile."Sir Joshua," he said, as they clasped hands."Good of you to join us, finally.We've been waiting.You know Sir Niko, Ibelieve, but I've not met your companion."So that was the way Cully wanted to play it?Very well; Gray could go along, for the moment.Airing a dispute with abrother knight wasn't something he would want to do out in the open, for thatmatter, even if particularly if that knight wasCully.Bear didn't hesitate; he stepped forward."Sir Cully," he said, enfoldingCully's hands in his larger ones, "it's good to see you.I was.concerned." He released Cully's hands and bowed toward the boy."Sir Niko.""Sir David." Niko returned the bow properly, then accepted Bear's hand-claspas though he had done it a thousand times before.Dammit, he carried himself well, looking much more knight than fisherboy.Sigerson stepped forward."Eric Sigerson," he said, offering a hand instead ofbowing."Fellow of the College.""Cully of Cully's Woode, of the Order.""The Order of Crown, Shield, and Dragon, I take it?" Sigerson arched aneyebrow."Yes, of course.And when you say the College, you mean His Majesty's Collegeof Wizardry, Itake it?""Indeed." Sigerson smiled."And while I'd love to chat with you further,unless I'm missing something always a possibility I would think that the four of you have some catching upto do.Would it suit you if I meet you at the Governor's palace in a fewhours?"Gray nodded, but Cully shook his head."No," Cully said."I think it would be best if you accompanied us there now.There have been a few developments."He gave Gray a long look as though to say that it wouldn't hurt to trust him,just for a while.Page 143 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlYou can always kill him later.It wouldn't come to that.We'll see.* * *The old sergeant seemed to find it difficult to relax into his chair; heseemed to have himself at a permanent posture of attention.He probably sleeps that way, the Khan murmured.Shh."You're sure it was darklings?" Gray asked."No, shir.I'm not sure of anything, except what I said.Never shaw a darklingbefore."And I hope to never see one again, Fotheringay didn't have to add.Bear looked up.Bear, with Niko at his side, was bent over Langahan's desk,with maps and chartsspread out, going over the report from Rafferty of theSerenity, probably for the twentieth time.Gray hadn't been able to draw anythinguseful out of it, or from the charts, but maybe Bear would, and at least itkept the boy out of Gray's way, for the time being."Brought their own soil?" Bear asked."Well, whoever dispatched them did," Gray said."No." Sigerson shook his head."That's a common superstition confusion withthe vampire myth, Ithink.The unholy don't need the soil of their burial place.I doubt thatdarklings are ever actually buried, in any case, and certainly not in aconventional way.Anything cursed will do to maintain their strength.""Cursed how?" 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.The Khan had only lost once, after all, atanything.The boat pulled away from theWellesley's broad side, accompanied by comments from Finch about the slaggardliness ofthe shorebound oarsmen, whose strokes seemed to Gray to be deep andwell-coordinated enough, and it was only a few minutes later that they wereclimbing up to the solid wood of the dock.Bear seemed to be wobbly on his feet, as did Sigerson and Finch, somethingGray didn't understand.Returning to land was such a natural thing that hedidn't have to try to balance himself against the no-longer-rolling motion ofthe wood beneath his boots, thankfully."Governor's palace, I think," he said, hefting his bag to his shoulder.Page 142 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlProbably the best place to look for some word of Cully.Cully, of course,would be off somewhere, counting on Gray to followand, of course, he would have to do just that if only to retrieve the boy'slive sword, and the boy, Niko, for that matter.He might be hard to find, butit wouldn't be difficult for Gray to set himself on his trail.Gray hoped that Cully at least had left a trail of breadcrumbs behind him.Bodies would be more likely, under the circumstances, he thought, and for amoment had to glance down to be sure that he hadn't fastened his hand on theKhan."Excuse me for interrupting," Sigerson said, "but I think we've already foundwhat you're seeking."Two knights stood at the far end of the dock, waiting patiently.Well, two knights of a sort it was Cully and that Niko boy, hardly a realknight.That said, he didn't have a bad look about him: he stood easily on the roughwood, if a bit stiffly, the hilts of two scabbarded swords stuck through hissash within easy reach of his hands, and at their approach, his right handdropped to the hilt of the uppermost of the two swords in a gesture that Graywell recognized, and found himself duplicating, even though the last thing hewanted at the moment was to hear from the Khan, and he snatched his hand away.The clothes that Cully had stolen from Gray fit the boy well enough, in fact.The only question inGray's mind was whether he would be sensible and just have them washed andrewashed when this was all over, or burn them.I would bet on the burning, myself.Cully gave a knowing smile."Sir Joshua," he said, as they clasped hands."Good of you to join us, finally.We've been waiting.You know Sir Niko, Ibelieve, but I've not met your companion."So that was the way Cully wanted to play it?Very well; Gray could go along, for the moment.Airing a dispute with abrother knight wasn't something he would want to do out in the open, for thatmatter, even if particularly if that knight wasCully.Bear didn't hesitate; he stepped forward."Sir Cully," he said, enfoldingCully's hands in his larger ones, "it's good to see you.I was.concerned." He released Cully's hands and bowed toward the boy."Sir Niko.""Sir David." Niko returned the bow properly, then accepted Bear's hand-claspas though he had done it a thousand times before.Dammit, he carried himself well, looking much more knight than fisherboy.Sigerson stepped forward."Eric Sigerson," he said, offering a hand instead ofbowing."Fellow of the College.""Cully of Cully's Woode, of the Order.""The Order of Crown, Shield, and Dragon, I take it?" Sigerson arched aneyebrow."Yes, of course.And when you say the College, you mean His Majesty's Collegeof Wizardry, Itake it?""Indeed." Sigerson smiled."And while I'd love to chat with you further,unless I'm missing something always a possibility I would think that the four of you have some catching upto do.Would it suit you if I meet you at the Governor's palace in a fewhours?"Gray nodded, but Cully shook his head."No," Cully said."I think it would be best if you accompanied us there now.There have been a few developments."He gave Gray a long look as though to say that it wouldn't hurt to trust him,just for a while.Page 143 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlYou can always kill him later.It wouldn't come to that.We'll see.* * *The old sergeant seemed to find it difficult to relax into his chair; heseemed to have himself at a permanent posture of attention.He probably sleeps that way, the Khan murmured.Shh."You're sure it was darklings?" Gray asked."No, shir.I'm not sure of anything, except what I said.Never shaw a darklingbefore."And I hope to never see one again, Fotheringay didn't have to add.Bear looked up.Bear, with Niko at his side, was bent over Langahan's desk,with maps and chartsspread out, going over the report from Rafferty of theSerenity, probably for the twentieth time.Gray hadn't been able to draw anythinguseful out of it, or from the charts, but maybe Bear would, and at least itkept the boy out of Gray's way, for the time being."Brought their own soil?" Bear asked."Well, whoever dispatched them did," Gray said."No." Sigerson shook his head."That's a common superstition confusion withthe vampire myth, Ithink.The unholy don't need the soil of their burial place.I doubt thatdarklings are ever actually buried, in any case, and certainly not in aconventional way.Anything cursed will do to maintain their strength.""Cursed how?" Niko asked, clearly regretting the question after a quick,irritated look from Cully shut him up.Sigerson's fingers twitched in his lap."Any of a number of ways sprinklingthe blood of somebody murdered unshriven is the classic way to deconsecratesoil, but it's not difficult [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]