chapter xx
Leaving tbounded quarter of Belisaere proved to be a more difficult business tering it, particularly t to a long-abandoned street of derelict oy.
t t and efficient toucone ing to be let tten in to a broad-bladed axe. Most of t, deeply curved boheir backs.
“oucone. “ into t of ty?”
“Scavengers,” replied toucone. “Some of to last nigioned them.
Parts of ty o till plenty of loot to be found. A risky business, I think . . .”
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Sabriel t ting for t clearly ting for someted beting or squatting men picked togeto something resembling a line.
Sabriel looked over o see o ty ceen. tongued ened to a long central congues occasionally licking against an ear or top of a small head.
“I oo,” muttered toucone, moving up closer to Sabriel, s. “But I t it ory. t, for to draend to search.”
“ting!” raged Sabriel.
“Immoral! t scavengers! e o stop it!”
Sarted foro blind and confuse t a sed her.
Mogget, riding on under rickled down in races, as o her ear.
“ait! t profit t is t t of the Dead!”
Sabriel stood still, sears of rage and anger s attack. Just stood, che children.
to te, silent, even fidget in tanding still, ill to