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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
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“Healers have recovered much lost or imperfectly understood information,” Sebell said. “Master Oldive has been training his most skillful men and women to perform surgery that will greatly lengthen life and improve health.” He gestured disparagingly at the pamphlet. “That was deliberately produced to misinform people. To undermine one of the most basic rights of the Charter, the treatment of ills and wounds. You know,” he said, pointing at Horon, “that when Master Oldive offered treatment, that stupid female rejected him. She’s been well schooled in the delusion. No one is forced to accept healer help. Certainly no one’s bones are broken in torture! Not by Healers!” He dismissed the pamphlet with contempt.

There was a scratch on the door, which swung open. The burly minor holder who’d assisted with the prisoners peered round the door.

“MasterHarper, Lord Horon?” He entered at Horon’s wave. “I thought you’d like to know that they’re talking.”

“Talking?”

“The prisoners. Naming each other, at least. I thought you should know.”

“Indeed we should,” Sebell said. “That could be most useful.”

The half-open door hit the man in the back as someone else tried to enter.

“Master Sebell?” A man in proper Healer green with a master’s knot came in, breathless.

“Ah, Master Crivellan, just the person to explain what exactly we have here!” And Sebell slapped the dirty pamphlet in his hand. As Crivellan stared down at it with some apprehension, Kimi slipped into the room and resumed her perch on Sebell’s shoulder. “Crivellan’s particular skill is surgery. Do tell us what these pictures actually depict.”

Back at Landing—1.2.31

As soon as the warm air of Landing’s morning hit him, F’lessan realized how tired he was.

You need to go back to Honshu and sleep. There is no Fall for two more days, Golanth told him as he circled above the panorama of Landing.

“I just want to check on Tai. They kicked her around a lot. Persellan said she’d be badly bruised but the gash on her cheek wouldn’t scar.”

She’s not here. Golanth stretched his head skyward and stroked his great wings for height.

“Surely she’s in bed in her weyr?” F’lessan said.

Zaranth is sitting by the sea.

“Zaranth is by the sea?” F’lessan echoed in amazement.

Tai is in the sea, Golanth informed him. Shall we go there?

“By all means.” Hearing that she was well enough to go swimming, F’lessan was annoyed with himself for having been so concerned. So concerned that he had left what would have been a fascinating session at Fort. He wondered if T’gellan had had better luck questioning Landing’s captives.