He grunted at Leofsig as they passed each other in the darkness. Merwit howled then. Dowe understand each other, my dear? Vanal twisted toward the wall once more. She knew she'd buried it: abouta thumb's breadth from the top of the mound of soil.
At first, he might have been speaking the horrid language of the IcePeople for all the sense he made to Krasta. Or if the bakers are all out, get ten poundsof flour from a miner. He spun, to find himself facing a man in the green, red, andwhite livery of a palace servant. The supper came upby dumbwaiter with almost magical speed.
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