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Chapters (38)
  1. ARGUMENT
  2. PROLOGUE
  3. PART ONE
  4. Chapter I
  5. Chapter II
  6. Chapter III
  7. Chapter IV
  8. Chapter V
  9. PART TWO
  10. Chapter I
  11. Chapter II
  12. Chapter III
  13. Chapter IV
  14. Chapter V
  15. Chapter VI
  16. Chapter VII
  17. Chapter VIII
  18. Chapter IX
  19. Chapter X
  20. INTERLUDE
  21. PART THREE
  22. Chapter I
  23. Chapter II
  24. Chapter III
  25. Chapter IV
  26. Chapter V
  27. Chapter VI
  28. Chapter VII
  29. Chapter VIII
  30. Chapter IX
  31. Chapter X
  32. PART FOUR
  33. Chapter I
  34. Chapter II
  35. Chapter III
  36. Chapter IV
  37. Chapter V
  38. AFTERWORD

“Aye.” This time she did pull her hands free of Alain’s. She made a circle with them in the air, and as she looked up at it, a dreadful expression of greed passed over her face like a cramp. “I should like to have it, Roland. So I should. Lovely moon! I saw it when she sent me for the wood. Through her window. She looked... young.” Then, once again: “I sh’d like to have such a thing.”

“No—you wouldn’t. But it’s under her bed?”

“Aye, in a magic place she makes with passes.”

“She has a piece of Maerlyn’s Rainbow,” Cuthbert said in a wondering voice. “The old bitch has what your da told us about—no wonder she knows all she does!”

“Is there more we need?” Alain asked. “Her hands have gotten very cold. I don’t like having her this deep. She’s done well, but...”

“I think we’re done.”

“Shall I tell her to forget?”

Roland shook his head at once—they were ka-tet, for good or ill. He took hold of her fingers, and yes, they were cold.

“Susan?”

“Aye, dear.”

“I’m going to say a rhyme. When I finish, you’ll remember everything, as you did before. All right?”

She smiled and closed her eyes again. “Bird and bear and hare and fish...”

Smiling, Roland finished, “Give my love her fondest wish.”

Her eyes opened. She smiled. “You,” she said again, and kissed him. “Still you, Roland. Still you, my love.”

Unable to help himself, Roland put his arms around her.

Cuthbert looked away. Alain looked down at his boots and cleared his throat.

9

As they rode back toward Seafront, Susan with her arms around Roland’s waist, she asked: “Will you take the glass from her?”

“Best leave it where it is for now. It was left in her safekeeping by Jonas, on behalf of Farson, I have no doubt. It’s to be sent west with the rest of the plunder; I’ve no doubt of that, either. We’ll deal with it when we deal with the tankers and Farson’s men.”

“Ye’d take it with us?”

“Take it or break it. I suppose I’d rather take it back to my father, but that has its own risks. We’ll have to be careful. It’s a powerful glam.”

“Suppose she sees our plans? Suppose she warns Jonas or Kimba Rimer?”

“If she doesn’t see us coming to take away her precious toy, I don’t think she’ll mind our plans one way or the other. I think we’ve put a scare into her, and if the ball has really gotten a hold on her, watching in it’s what she’ll mostly want to do with her time now.”

“And hold onto it. She’ll want to do that, too.”

“Aye.”