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He
crossed
to
the
mound
,
lifted
the
distrans
.
“
When
our
water
went
below
minim
at
the
siege
at
Two
Brids
,
Jamis
shared
.
”
The
man
returned
to
his
place
in
the
circle
.
Am
I
supposed
to
say
I
was
a
friend
of
Jamis
?
Paul
wondered
.
Do
they
expect
me
to
take
something
from
that
pile
?
He
saw
faces
turn
toward
him
,
turn
away
.
They
do
expect
it
!
Another
man
across
from
Paul
arose
,
went
to
the
pack
and
removed
the
paracompass
.
“
I
was
a
friend
of
Jamis
,
”
he
said
.
“
When
the
patrol
caught
us
at
Bight
-
of
-
the
-
Cliff
and
I
was
wounded
,
Jamis
drew
them
off
so
the
wounded
could
be
saved
.
”
He
returned
to
his
place
in
the
circle
.
Again
,
the
faces
turned
toward
Paul
,
and
he
saw
the
expectancy
in
them
,
lowered
his
eyes
.
An
elbow
nudged
him
and
a
voice
hissed
:
“
Would
you
bring
the
destruction
on
us
?
”
How
can
I
say
I
was
his
friend
?
Paul
wondered
.
Another
figure
arose
from
the
circle
opposite
Paul
and
,
as
the
hooded
face
came
into
the
light
,
he
recognized
his
mother
.
She
removed
a
kerchief
from
the
mount
.
“
I
was
a
friend
of
Jamis
,
”
she
said
.
“
When
the
spirit
of
spirits
within
him
saw
the
needs
of
truth
,
that
spirit
withdrew
and
spared
my
son
.
”
She
returned
to
her
place
.
And
Paul
recalled
the
scorn
in
his
mother
’
s
voice
as
she
had
confronted
him
after
the
fight
.
“
How
does
it
feel
to
be
a
killer
?
”
Again
,
he
saw
the
faces
turned
toward
him
,
felt
the
anger
and
fear
in
the
troop
.
A
passage
his
mother
had
once
filmbooked
for
him
on
“
The
Cult
of
the
Dead
”
flickered
through
Paul
’
s
mind
.
He
knew
what
he
had
to
do
.
Slowly
,
Paul
got
to
his
feet
.
A
sigh
passed
around
the
circle
.
