Chapters (64)
- Other titles by Anne McCaffreyPublished by Ballantine Books:
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Contents
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- INTRODUCTION
- PROLOGUE
- At a Gather—6.15.30
- Part 1
- Turnover at Landing—1.1.31 Present Pass Aivas—Aivas Adjusted Turn 2553
- Benden Weyr—1.1.31
- Southern Hold—1.1.31
- Healer Hall—1.1.31
- Back at Landing—1.2.31
- Fort Hold—late night—1.1.31
- Fort Hold Runner Station—1.2.31
- Keroon Printer Hall—1.3.31
- Benden Weyr—midday—1.3.31
- Monaco Bay Weyr—five days later—1.8.31
- Part 2
- Ruatha Hold—local time 12:04 in the morning—1.9.31
- Telgar Weyr—local time 4:04 in the morning—1.9.31
- Benden Weyr—local time 6:04 in the morning—1.9.31
- Harper Hall—local time 1:00 in the morning—1.9.31
- Landing—local time 10:12 mid-morning—1.9.31
- In the Conference Room at Landing—1.9.31
- Monaco Weyr—10:22 in the morning—Timing it
- In the Conference Room at Landing—local time 1:10–1.9.31
- Sunrise Cliff Seahold—timed-back
- In the Conference Room—local time 2:12 at Landing—1.9.31
- Back at Landing—local time—3:40
- Harper Hall—5:00 in the morning, and Southern Hold—2:00 in the morning–1.9.31
- Landing—late afternoon—1.9.31
- Same time at Keroon Printer Hall—local time 11:15—1.9.31
- Later, on an unusually bright evening at Landing, Sunrise Cliff, and Honshu Hold—1.9.31
- Part 3
- Honshu—1.10.31
- Circle Runner Station—1.18.31
- Harper Hall
- Benden Weyr—
- Benini Hold—east Monaco and Honshu—1.20.31
- Harper Hall—1.28.31
- Honshu Hold—2.1.31
- Fort Hold—2.13.31
- Printer Hall at Wide Bay—same night
- Honshu Hold—2.9.31
- Night at Wide Bay—2.9.31
- Ruatha Hold—late evening—2.9.31
- Core Hold—two days before Council Meeting—2.26.31
- Part 4
- Honshu Weyrhold—2.26–27.31
- Council Meeting at Telgar Hold—3.1.31
- Honshu Weyrhold—3.01.31
- Interim at Benden and elsewhere
- Honshu Weyrhold—time passing slowly
- Landing—3.21.31
- Honshu Weyrhold—3.21.31
- Southern Hold—3.23.31
- Honshu Weyrhold—3.27.31
- Benden Weyr—3.27.31
- Cove Hold—same day, same approximate time
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“And those are happy to believe easy lies rather than complicated truths,” Jaxom said, shifting in his chair. “Most of my Hold has at least had basic lessons but even so, we are constantly having to dispel misconceptions.”
Groghe brought both hands down on the arms of his chair. “That is not the question tonight. We have to decide what to do with this lot and, if at all possible,” he added, nodding toward Sebell, “find out who planned such widespread raids. There had to be a central person or persons for so many to have acted as simultaneously as they did.”
“And see what can be done to prevent any more,” Jaxom said.
“Possibly we can find out more from the Keroonian,” Sebell said, checking the pile of notes in front of him. “Tawer, by name. He’s a tanner, judging by the calluses and dye stains on his hands.”
“He could be a hide-binder, a bookbinder,” Lessa muttered, “badly done as it was.”
“Is Tawer the one who lost his family to fever?” Crivellan asked. “Our healer hall at Wide Bay keeps meticulous records.”
“Good point,” Sebell said. “I’ll also find out what Tagetarl does with blurred or damaged pages.”
“Unless Wide Bay healer hall is missing some of their medical texts,” Sharra added.
“Yes, we must find out where and who issued that filth,” Crivellan urged.
“I doubt we will,” Sebell said. “But, if you’ll pass the word of such things to your healers, we’ll have harpers keep their eyes open. Runners, too.” He glanced at Haligon, who nodded. Then he began to tick off more points on his fingers. “Right now we’ve enough to make some discreet inquiries in Keroon, trace the Crom runnerbeasts, see if anyone else saw them on the way here, or perhaps crossing Telgar and Keroon, find out where they got the fabric for their clothing, and pass around sketches of Batim, Scalp, and Itch.”
“And suggest that all Halls keep guard at night,” F’lar said.
“You’re within your rights, Groghe,” Jaxom said, pausing to smile ironically, “to keep them as long as they might be needed.”
“Needed?” Groghe was offended. “I’ll have them out of my Hold as soon as possible.” Scowling, he glanced around the table, assessing all. “I know what I want to do with them. What I firmly believe should be done with all these dissenting Abominators.” He brought his fist down again on the table. “Exile ’em!”
Crivellan jumped at the crack of fist on wood. “I thought that required a trial and jury,” he said, surprised.