John Collier A Devonshire OrchardCao Yong Red UmbrellaCao Yong GARDEN BEAUTIES
The guard outside the doors of the great hall had seen it happen too, but he had time to gather his wits, or such that normal soldier, but this guard was officer material.
'I mean, friend or foe?' he stuttered, trying to avoid Mort's gaze.
'Which would you prefer?' he grinned. It wasn't quite the grin of his master, but it was a pretty effective grin and didn't have a trace of humour in it.remained, and raise his spear as Binky trotted across the courtyard.'Halt,' he croaked. 'Halt. What goes where?'Mort saw him for the first time.'What?' he said, still lost in thought.The guard ran his tongue over his dry lips, and backed away. Mort slid off Binky's back and walked forward.'I meant, what goes there?' the guard tried again, with a mixture of doggedness and suicidal stupidity that marked him for early promotion.Mort caught the spear gently and lifted it out of the way of the door. As he did so the torchlight illuminated his face.'Mort,' he said softly.It should have been enough for any
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