“Sounds like you’ve got it down to a system already,” George said, and she nodded.
“We’ll be fit to resume hunting if there’s a thaw,” she said. “We’ll need you back, then, ready or not.”
George sighed. Everyone felt free to comment on his lack of a honeymoon. “I’ll take them out tomorrow, as long as I’m here. You can take a break from it.”
As the meal wound down, Gwyn pushed back and rose to his feet. The crowd in the hall quieted.
“Our best prediction for tomorrow is that there will be more snow. I’ve decided there will be no travel Sunday for our guests. Please enjoy our hospitality for another day and prepare for the next stage of your journey.” The noise in the hall resumed at a louder level, as the travelers, all together on one side of the hall, discussed this change in plan.
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