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  1. Other titles by Anne McCaffreyPublished by Ballantine Books:
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. Contents
  6. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  7. INTRODUCTION
  8. PROLOGUE
  9. At a Gather—6.15.30
  10. Part 1
  11. Turnover at Landing—1.1.31 Present Pass Aivas—Aivas Adjusted Turn 2553
  12. Benden Weyr—1.1.31
  13. Southern Hold—1.1.31
  14. Healer Hall—1.1.31
  15. Back at Landing—1.2.31
  16. Fort Hold—late night—1.1.31
  17. Fort Hold Runner Station—1.2.31
  18. Keroon Printer Hall—1.3.31
  19. Benden Weyr—midday—1.3.31
  20. Monaco Bay Weyr—five days later—1.8.31
  21. Part 2
  22. Ruatha Hold—local time 12:04 in the morning—1.9.31
  23. Telgar Weyr—local time 4:04 in the morning—1.9.31
  24. Benden Weyr—local time 6:04 in the morning—1.9.31
  25. Harper Hall—local time 1:00 in the morning—1.9.31
  26. Landing—local time 10:12 mid-morning—1.9.31
  27. In the Conference Room at Landing—1.9.31
  28. Monaco Weyr—10:22 in the morning—Timing it
  29. In the Conference Room at Landing—local time 1:10–1.9.31
  30. Sunrise Cliff Seahold—timed-back
  31. In the Conference Room—local time 2:12 at Landing—1.9.31
  32. Back at Landing—local time—3:40
  33. Harper Hall—5:00 in the morning, and Southern Hold—2:00 in the morning–1.9.31
  34. Landing—late afternoon—1.9.31
  35. Same time at Keroon Printer Hall—local time 11:15—1.9.31
  36. Later, on an unusually bright evening at Landing, Sunrise Cliff, and Honshu Hold—1.9.31
  37. Part 3
  38. Honshu—1.10.31
  39. Circle Runner Station—1.18.31
  40. Harper Hall
  41. Benden Weyr—
  42. Benini Hold—east Monaco and Honshu—1.20.31
  43. Harper Hall—1.28.31
  44. Honshu Hold—2.1.31
  45. Fort Hold—2.13.31
  46. Printer Hall at Wide Bay—same night
  47. Honshu Hold—2.9.31
  48. Night at Wide Bay—2.9.31
  49. Ruatha Hold—late evening—2.9.31
  50. Core Hold—two days before Council Meeting—2.26.31
  51. Part 4
  52. Honshu Weyrhold—2.26–27.31
  53. Council Meeting at Telgar Hold—3.1.31
  54. Honshu Weyrhold—3.01.31
  55. Interim at Benden and elsewhere
  56. Honshu Weyrhold—time passing slowly
  57. Landing—3.21.31
  58. Honshu Weyrhold—3.21.31
  59. Southern Hold—3.23.31
  60. Honshu Weyrhold—3.27.31
  61. Benden Weyr—3.27.31
  62. Cove Hold—same day, same approximate time
  63. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  64. What’s next onyour reading list?

“Thank you, Master Sebell, thank you. You are always so generous to me. I can’t thank you enough for giving me something to busy myself with while I’m here,” and with such effusions, and a wink at the mystified Robse, Pinch backed out of the room. “A perfect tune really must be heard as soon as it’s learnt,” and he closed the door on that remark.

He’d given Sebell the most important news, though he still had to discuss the problem of far too many people wanting to know “What were the dragonriders going to do about things that fell from the sky?”

Benden Weyr—

The watch dragon trilled the note that Weyrleaders were flying into Benden and Mnementh and Ramoth on their ledges rose to bugle a welcome, which informed Lessa and F’lar of important, if unscheduled, visitors.

Tileth and Segrith, Ramoth said, raising her head from her front legs.

“Really?” Lessa was as surprised as F’lar. “Did you forget they were coming?”

“I wouldn’t forget something as unusual as that,” he chided her as he quickly slipped off the soft, fleece-lined ankle-boots he was wearing and pulled on leather ones warming near the heating unit, shrugged off the wool vest, and rose to his feet, straightening his collar and settling the deep cuffs of his wool shirt.

With an air of not noticing his rearrangements, she wrapped her long braid into a more formal coronet and smoothed the creases out of her woolen trouser-skirt.

“We have wines, don’t we? And perhaps Manora will send someone with fresh klah and whatever is freshly baked,” she said. “I wonder why they’re here!” she added.

“No doubt they’ll inform us!” he said as he opened the thick curtain that kept cold air from leaking into their comfortable quarters. He frowned as he looked out. “They should have checked our weather first. It’s turned into a miserable day.”

Did they ask, Ramoth?

No, or I would have told you. I, too, do not forget anything. Ramoth turned lightly, whirling reproachful eyes on her rider.

“Of course not.”

She heard voices on the ledge and stepped around the curve of the wall to see Pilgra slipping, putting one hand firmly out to the stone to get her balance.

“My dear Pilgra, you should have checked the weather,” she said solicitously. Pilgra was not her favorite of the Oldtimer Weyrwomen but anyone venturing out today would receive her concern. “Come to the heat. Let me take your coat. Ah, you’ve one of the new long ones! Is it warmer, d’you think?”

“On a better day, it might be enough but I didn’t expect it to be so miserable here. It’s cold enough in High Reaches, but at least the sun’s out.”

Holding the wet coat, Lessa noticed that Pilgra’s wool trousers were baggy at the knees and unattractively creased at the thigh.