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knows that you re tumbling the downstairs maid.
A look of tentative satisfaction came over the stocky landlord s face. Ha!
You may be some kind of besotted seer who can see certain things, but you
can t see everything! I know my wife. If she knew that, she would have
confronted me with it.
Turning away from the men supporting him, Knucker coughed once. Not in this
instance. Because, you see, she is tumbling the downstairs maid also. It s a
matter of mutual tumbling, actually.
The proprietor looked stricken. By all the deities, you may not know
everything, but you know too much! Turning away angrily, he resumed the
ascent. No more, tell me no more!
As they struggled up the stairs, Simna leaned closer to the man he was helping
to support. So the lady of the house and a servant are having a twiddle,
hoy? An inquisitive leer stole across his face. If you know that, you must
know all the details.
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Turning to him, Knucker tried to stand a little straighter as he was half
carried, half dragged upward. I
may be many things, sir, but at least I am not degenerate.
Hoy. There lies the difference between us, bruther. I admit to what I am.
A drink. The little man licked his lips and smacked his tongue against his
palate, sending out the universal signal of need common to all his kind. I ve
got to have something to drink.
We will try to get you some nice tea as soon as we are settled, Ehomba told
him reassuringly. A look of horror came over Knucker s face.
The landlord had stopped outside a door. I have only one room vacant, and it
is far too small for your party. But this one here is a spacious chamber and
you will be quite comfortable within if I can persuade the current occupant to
move. He put his finger to his lips as he gently inserted the key in the lock
and opened the door. The gentleman is presently within, but I will offer him
a discount and a free breakfast, and I think if I explain the situation to him
calmly and rationally he may be willing to accept alternate quarters for the
night.
As soon as the door was open, Ahlitah pushed past the assembled humans. I ll
explain the situation to him.
No! As the proprietor reached out to grab and try to restrain the big cat, a
small but loud voice shrieked warningly within his head, What do you think
you are doing
? Ordinary common sense immediately overwhelming his stalwart sense of
managerial duty, he hastily drew back his hand.
Silently padding across the floor, the black litah approached the large bed
and the single sleeping shape within. Reaching up, he rested a forepaw on the
figure s shoulder.
Mmph wha ... ? The sleeper s eyes flickered. Then they opened wide. Real
wide.
Ahlitah leaned close and spoke softly. Go away.
Wide awake, the naked sleeper gathered sheets and blanket around him and flew
off the bed in the direction of the door. I m gone, he responded. And he
was, not even pausing to complain to the landlord. The stubby owner did not
try to stop or slow him. He could not have done so in any event.
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I expect I ll find him downstairs, in my office. He sighed again. He ll
probably want a refund.
Stepping into the room, he brought out a striker and lit the two oil lamps
within, one on the wall by the doorway and another that sat on a small writing
table. There is another, smaller bed in the second sleeping room. Through
that door, there. He pointed. Please try to keep quiet. It s very late, and
everyone else in the house is asleep.
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Ehomba assured him that they would prepare for slumber as noiselessly as
possible. Having curled up next to the unlit fireplace, the litah was already
halfway unconscious.
Come, the tired herdsman directed his friend. We will put this fellow into
the other bed.
How come he gets a bed? Simna protested as they hauled their mumbling cargo
toward the other room. Why not just dump him right here? He doesn t make a
very good man. He might make a serviceable doorstop.
Ehomba eyed his companion sternly. It was his money that paid for these
lodgings.
Hoy, right but he won t remember that in the morning. He uttered a subdued
expletive. I know, I
know. Do what s right. But it pains me, it does.
There is no need for you to pout, the herdsman chided him. You may have the
large bed. I can tell by the look of it that it is too soft for me. He nodded
back the way they had come. There is a couch, and thick carpets on the floor.
I will be fine.
I wasn t worried about you, long bruther. But the swordsman s tone belied
his attempt at callousness.
Together they stripped Knucker of his ragged, profoundly stained clothing.
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knows that you re tumbling the downstairs maid.
A look of tentative satisfaction came over the stocky landlord s face. Ha!
You may be some kind of besotted seer who can see certain things, but you
can t see everything! I know my wife. If she knew that, she would have
confronted me with it.
Turning away from the men supporting him, Knucker coughed once. Not in this
instance. Because, you see, she is tumbling the downstairs maid also. It s a
matter of mutual tumbling, actually.
The proprietor looked stricken. By all the deities, you may not know
everything, but you know too much! Turning away angrily, he resumed the
ascent. No more, tell me no more!
As they struggled up the stairs, Simna leaned closer to the man he was helping
to support. So the lady of the house and a servant are having a twiddle,
hoy? An inquisitive leer stole across his face. If you know that, you must
know all the details.
file:///C|/Documents%20and%20Settings/harry%20krui...ist%2002%20-%20Into%20The
%20Thinking%20Kingdom.htm (147 of 262)19-2-2006 17:04:59
Into the Thinking Kingdoms: Journeys of the Catechist, Book 2
Turning to him, Knucker tried to stand a little straighter as he was half
carried, half dragged upward. I
may be many things, sir, but at least I am not degenerate.
Hoy. There lies the difference between us, bruther. I admit to what I am.
A drink. The little man licked his lips and smacked his tongue against his
palate, sending out the universal signal of need common to all his kind. I ve
got to have something to drink.
We will try to get you some nice tea as soon as we are settled, Ehomba told
him reassuringly. A look of horror came over Knucker s face.
The landlord had stopped outside a door. I have only one room vacant, and it
is far too small for your party. But this one here is a spacious chamber and
you will be quite comfortable within if I can persuade the current occupant to
move. He put his finger to his lips as he gently inserted the key in the lock
and opened the door. The gentleman is presently within, but I will offer him
a discount and a free breakfast, and I think if I explain the situation to him
calmly and rationally he may be willing to accept alternate quarters for the
night.
As soon as the door was open, Ahlitah pushed past the assembled humans. I ll
explain the situation to him.
No! As the proprietor reached out to grab and try to restrain the big cat, a
small but loud voice shrieked warningly within his head, What do you think
you are doing
? Ordinary common sense immediately overwhelming his stalwart sense of
managerial duty, he hastily drew back his hand.
Silently padding across the floor, the black litah approached the large bed
and the single sleeping shape within. Reaching up, he rested a forepaw on the
figure s shoulder.
Mmph wha ... ? The sleeper s eyes flickered. Then they opened wide. Real
wide.
Ahlitah leaned close and spoke softly. Go away.
Wide awake, the naked sleeper gathered sheets and blanket around him and flew
off the bed in the direction of the door. I m gone, he responded. And he
was, not even pausing to complain to the landlord. The stubby owner did not
try to stop or slow him. He could not have done so in any event.
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I expect I ll find him downstairs, in my office. He sighed again. He ll
probably want a refund.
Stepping into the room, he brought out a striker and lit the two oil lamps
within, one on the wall by the doorway and another that sat on a small writing
table. There is another, smaller bed in the second sleeping room. Through
that door, there. He pointed. Please try to keep quiet. It s very late, and
everyone else in the house is asleep.
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%20Thinking%20Kingdom.htm (148 of 262)19-2-2006 17:04:59
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Ehomba assured him that they would prepare for slumber as noiselessly as
possible. Having curled up next to the unlit fireplace, the litah was already
halfway unconscious.
Come, the tired herdsman directed his friend. We will put this fellow into
the other bed.
How come he gets a bed? Simna protested as they hauled their mumbling cargo
toward the other room. Why not just dump him right here? He doesn t make a
very good man. He might make a serviceable doorstop.
Ehomba eyed his companion sternly. It was his money that paid for these
lodgings.
Hoy, right but he won t remember that in the morning. He uttered a subdued
expletive. I know, I
know. Do what s right. But it pains me, it does.
There is no need for you to pout, the herdsman chided him. You may have the
large bed. I can tell by the look of it that it is too soft for me. He nodded
back the way they had come. There is a couch, and thick carpets on the floor.
I will be fine.
I wasn t worried about you, long bruther. But the swordsman s tone belied
his attempt at callousness.
Together they stripped Knucker of his ragged, profoundly stained clothing.
Undressed, he looked even more pitiful than when clothed. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]