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Chapter ten Unmok the NetsStanding right in the eyes of the flier with the wind rushing in our faces, Delia and I grasped the rail and stared at the sea far below. Splinters of silver light rayed back and the streaming mingled radiance of ruby and emerald added touches of fire and viridian to the scene. We could see no ships down there. “Listen carefully,” I said. “If I am — taken — as I may well be—” “Those dreadful Everoinye?” “Aye. If I am, promise me you will not fret — well, that may be foolish. Promise me at least, that...” And I stopped, too muddled to go on. Delia gripped my arm. “I know what you mean. It is hard, it always has been hard and it always will be hard. But I know. If you have to go away to your silly little planet with only one tiny yellow sun and one tiny silver