Chapter six
Puzzles for the Brown and SilversNo sign of Ashti in the gravel garden... The left side of the path was walled off by a profusion of flowering shrubs twice man-height... To the right the path led around the side of the house. That way, then...
The Chulik regarded me somberly. I started off, going along the path right-handed.
“Hold!” he called in a stronger voice. I looked back. He hefted the little spear as though about to cast.
“For a little girl, dom?” I said. “You would not try to stop me, surely?”
His one good eye rolled in its socket, making a hideous grimace. He rolled that eye toward the solid door. In the door and at about eye-level for a well-built man the slot of darkness suddenly winked silver. I paused.
The Chulik, in his small un-Chulik-like voice, said:” Aye
