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.I told myself if I could get the girl to her everything would be all right.And you know me.I get my mind set."Yeah.I tried to picture it.Saucerhead half dead, still bleeding, stumbling through the woods carrying a dead woman.And after that, he walked all the way back to TunFaire so he'd be in the right place when he died.Asked a lot of questions then, mostly about the ogres and what they'd said when they'd thought him dead.He hadn't heard anything I could use.I got directions to the witch's hut.Saucerhead was getting weaker then, but he was working himself up again.I told him, "You just relax.If I don't get it straightened out, you can take over when you're well again.Morley, I want you to get him out of here.Come on.Morley will be back to get you, Saucerhead."* * *Morley finally spoke when we hit the street."Nasty business.""You heard of anybody getting rich since yesterday?""No." He gave me a look."Got any contacts in Ogre town?" If you aren't part ogre, you can't get the time of day down there.I had a couple of people I knew there but none I knew well enough to get any help on this."A few.But not anybody who'll tell me anything about a deal that has Raver Styx on the other end of it.""That's my problem.""You going out there to look around?""Maybe tomorrow.Got some loose ends to knot up around here first.""Use some company when you go? I'm way behind on my exercise."He pretended he was interested in anything but what interested him."I don't think so.And somebody has to stay here and keep reminding Saucerhead that he's hurt.""It got personal, eh?""Very.""You be careful out there.""Damned right I will.And you keep your ears open.I'm interested in news about ogres and news about anybody with a sudden pocketful of gold."We parted.I went home and wrapped myself around a couple gallons of beer.______ XIII _____The dead man's mood hadn't soured by the next morning.I got worried.Were we getting to the beginning of the end? I didn't know enough about the Loghyr to be sure what sort of symptom persistent good humor might be.I told him about Saucerhead, leaving out none of the details."That give you any ideas?"Several.But you have not given me enough information to form more than one definite opinion."A definite one? You? What is it?"Your little overnight treat was involved up to her cute little ears in the kidnapping of the Stormwarden's son.If not a part of the conspiracy itself, she did at least have guilty knowledge.I didn't argue.I had formed that suspicion myself.It was good to know I had a mind nearly as agile as his, if not so absolute in its decisions.But him being a genius exempts him from the doubts plaguing us mere mortals."Would you care to run through your reasoning?"It would appear simple and obvious enough for even one of your narrow intellectual focus to unravel.I gave him a big grin.That was his way of zinging me for having dared entertain overnight in my own home.He couldn't shake his good humor completely, though.He added, Troublesome as females are when they step out of their proper roles as connivers, manipulators, gossips, backstabbers, and bearers and nurturers of the young, slaughtering them is not an acceptable form of chastisement.I urge you to persist in your inquiries, Garrett.With all due caution.I would not care to see you share the woman's fate.How would I attend the funeral?"You're just a sentimental fool, aren't you?"Too often too much so for my own welfare."Ha! Dirty truth gets caught with its nose sticking out.If I get scrubbed, you might have to get off your mental duff and do some honest geniusing in order to keep a roof over your head."I am an artist, Garrett.I do not—"And I'm a frog prince under a witch's spell.""Mr.Garrett?"I turned.Dean was at the door."What?""That woman is here again.""The one who was here yesterday?""The same." You would have thought he smelled spoiled onions in his pantry the way his face was puckered."Take her into the office.Don't let her touch you.It might be communicable." I let him get out of hearing before adding, "You might carry it to your nieces and suddenly have them all turn desirable."You ride him too hard, Garrett.He is a sensitive man with an abiding concern for his loved ones."I let him get out of hearing, didn't I?"I would not want to lose him."Me neither.I'd have to go back to cleaning up after you myself [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]