"He must have gone this way," muttered Blueskin. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories. " The Wastrel laughed. Again, he would ask a few questions, and Ruth would answer them. I packed so hurriedly that it will take me a long time to find my things. He was painfully in earnest, too. At second hand it would be unendurable. I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much.
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