The Lok-Sanu's current had continued smooth and unchanging, a third of amile wide, and deep enough for shallow-draft traffic. It seemed peculiar to give the time he had to the youngnewsman. Krentorf would like to see Smolen survive. Finally he'd reached the Free Lands, and madebetter time.
He'll see you now, theman said, and stepping to Voker's door, opened it. Andsome played cards while others read, although none of the card playersseemed to take their gaming seriously; they didn't even bet. And westward on that narrow strip they'd be hemmed in byopen bog impossible to cross without being chewed up from the air. Of course it's Fun, Jerym thought.
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