“And, if you don’t mind my saying it, it would be safer for Myste if she can get away from those actors,” Talamir replied. “But I doubt either of us could persuade her.”

“Of that, you may be sure,” Alberich sighed, having spent several marks fruitlessly attempting to persuade her to do just that. “If I leave now, they’ll be suspicious, and you’ll never get a chance to follow Norris and find out who he’s meeting!” she’d said, which, alas, was true enough. “And if he trusted me once, he’ll likely trust me again. Think of what else I could get! What if he really runs out of time some day, and asks me to do the ciphering!” “More of these, she hopes to obtain,” he added.

“Well, the more samples, the better. If they change the cipher key, my man will spot that much right off.” Talamir pushed the papers across the table to Alberich. “Put those somewhere safe, and I’ll come and get the copy—”

“Tomorrow, Myste says,” Alberich began. “Two copies—”

Talamir smiled. “Good! Then instead of my coming alone, let’s have a little get-together with Jadus, and Crathach, too. With the originals hidden, you should be all right bringing the copies up to the Collegium—we can meet in Jadus’ rooms. No one would see anything amiss in that, and you can safely give me the copies then. Clandestinely, if you like. Or just come along to my rooms to ‘remind me’ of our gathering, and pass me the copies then.”

“That is the best plan. And I should like to see the others. Jadus is—I have not seen much of him—” Alberich said, feeling guilty.

“Because it isn’t easy, learning to get about on one leg, and once he got his strength back, he’s been working hard at it,” Talamir replied. “He hasn’t had much time to spare for any of us but Crathach, my friend, but I think he’s well on the road to feeling useful again. He won’t be doing any dancing, but there’ll be a vacancy for a Herald in the Courts of Justice in Haven, and he’ll do well there.”

Alberich was relieved; Jadus probably would do well there, for his sound common sense if nothing else, and his soft ways would put frightened people at their ease. But when the time came for stern justice, Jadus was not a man to be put off by anything, or anyone.

“Tomorrow night, then,” Alberich agreed, and gathered up the papers.

Talamir stood. “I don’t want to see where you put them, so I’ll take my leave now.” He glanced at the stained-glass window, and raised an eyebrow. “Now I see why you put that bit of artwork in. Or one reason, anyway.”

“Yes. We cannot be watched, through such a thing,” Alberich replied.