Chapter twenty“Right,” said Seg. “Let us do it!”
“Aye,” said Inch, very sharply.
“Aye!” roared out from the lads gathered about.
Deb-Lu shook his head and his turban fell off and rolled — and instantly vanished. Deb-Lu’s right side was illuminated by a samphron oil lamp. We were bathed in the rays of Luz and Walig.
“No, no. Khe-Hi and I — One Only. We can manage only one.”
“Me! Let me! No, me!” The cacophony burst up as everyone yelled their demands to be allowed to go to almost certain death.
I didn’t want to go to death, certain, almost certain or otherwise. I glanced swiftly at Delia. She stood straight and lissom, holding herself erect, a faint flush along her cheekbones. She stared back at me, solemnly, her lustrous brown eyes full on me, weighing me, weighing the i***t who is D
