ing at all by the time they began to realize the scope of what was going on in Hambrytown and the Barony of which it was a part. ’ ”Roland nodded a third time. The lines around her mouth and the shadows under her eyes . “Sai,” he said.
In his lap this newcomer held a drawstring bag. The idea hurried his heartbeat with a mixture of hope and alarm. She dropped to her knees in the muddy garden and abruptly began chopping sharproot vines, tossing the roots themselves toward the side of the house with quick, accurate throws. He looked frightened at first, and Susan didn’t blame him—according to the stories she’d been hearing, Jonas’s friend Depape had almost killed the poor kid for spilling a drink on his boots.
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