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She
put
the
sword
down
and
pulled
aside
a
breastplate
.
A
thin
white
face
stared
back
at
her
.
’
First
,
you
’
d
better
tell
me
why
I
shouldn
’
t
send
for
the
guards
anyway
,
’
she
said
.
’
Even
being
in
my
bedroom
could
get
you
tortured
to
death
.
’
She
glared
at
him
.
Finally
he
said
,
’
Well
–
could
you
let
my
hand
free
,
please
?
Thank
you
–
firstly
,
the
guards
probably
wouldn
’
t
see
me
,
secondly
,
you
’
ll
never
find
out
why
I
’
m
here
and
you
look
as
though
you
’
d
hate
not
to
know
,
and
thirdly
.
.
.
.
’
Thirdly
what
?
’
she
said
.
His
mouth
opened
and
shut
.
Mort
wanted
to
say
:
thirdly
,
you
’
re
so
beautiful
,
or
at
least
very
attractive
,
or
anyway
far
more
attractive
than
any
other
girl
I
’
ve
ever
met
,
although
admittedly
I
haven
’
t
met
very
many
.
From
this
it
will
be
seen
that
Mort
’
s
innate
honesty
will
never
make
him
a
poet
;
if
Mort
ever
compared
a
girl
to
a
summer
’
s
day
,
it
would
be
followed
by
a
thoughtful
explanation
of
what
day
he
had
in
mind
and
whether
it
was
raining
at
the
time
.
In
the
circumstances
,
it
was
just
as
well
that
he
couldn
’
t
find
his
voice
.
Keli
held
up
the
candle
and
looked
at
the
window
.
It
was
whole
.
The
stone
frames
were
unbroken
.
Every
pane
,
with
its
stained
-
glass
representatives
of
the
Sto
Lat
coat
of
arms
,
was
complete
.
She
looked
back
at
Mort
.
’
Never
mind
thirdly
,
’
she
said
,
’
let
’
s
get
back
to
secondly
.
’
An
hour
later
dawn
reached
the
city
.
Daylight
on
the
Disc
flows
rather
than
rushes
,
because
light
is
slowed
right
down
by
the
world
’
s
standing
magical
field
,
and
it
rolled
across
the
flat
lands
like
a
golden
sea
.
The
city
on
the
mound
stood
out
like
a
sandcastle
in
the
tide
for
a
moment
,
until
the
day
swirled
around
it
and
crept
onwards
.
