Yes, Master, the serpents chorused.
‘You had better return these, too.’ Konrad tossed the bunch of keys up into the air, where it was caught by one or other of the snakes, he could not tell which. The keys hung there, oddly suspended.
Yes, Master, said the serpents again, and he turned to leave.
He was grateful, all of a sudden, for Nanda’s foresight in bringing Nuritov and Tasha along, but he could not long entertain the idea that it had been naught but fortunate happenstance. It was time Nanda explained just what she was up to.
