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Chapter Seventeen Feather continued to note signs of change in the old Settlement. There were indeed far fewer people walking abroad, and some sections of the town had been roped off. Maybe because nobody lived there anymore. He could see no equii on the streets, and he did not pass even one rat terrier. He also appeared to be the only visitor inside the walls. Of the few settlers who walked by him in the Lower Town, some looked straight past him as if he didn’t exist, while others returned his greeting stiffly and stood watching his progress much longer than was necessary. Feather shrugged. He knew his way, and if he looked too much at home for the taste of some settlers, he could not pretend to need directions just to make them feel superior. He knew the Settlement, inside and out. He k