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Chapter eight
Chapter eight“But I want to see!” Thus spoke Tassie We’d paused for breath in the lee of warehouses with the welcome shadows all about us. Now young Tassie was a most determined lass, as was self-evident. She’d not screamed when the dread name of the Spectre had been shouted at her from a troop of terrified zorcamen. She’d run fleetly with Logan Verlan across the bridge. “But, Tassie—” started the immediate protest from Verlan. “I’ve heard that the horrible thing cannot cross water.” “We-ell—” “Anyway, it can’t see us here.” Tobi said that he thought we ought to push on and I knew he was thinking of his lady love and not himself. Yavnin, still carrying Nalgre, agreed. They did not all look at me as they would usually have done when I was in the role of emperor. For that little addit
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