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She barked a harsh laugh ’And is that not the Malazan way, Whiskeyjack?’

’This is not a Malazan war!’

’Isn’t it? Are you sure?’

He studied her through slitted eyes ’What do you mean? We’re outlao a flatness coaze, then realized -- too late -- that he had just failed a test And with that failure had ended the trust that had grown between theht into it Wide-eyed stupid

She sret ’Dujek approaches You ht as well await him here’

The Tiste Andii turned and strode from the tent

Whiskeyjack stared after her, then, when she’d left, he flung his gauntlets on the map table and sat down on Dujek’s cot Should I have told you, Korlat? The truth? That we’ve got a knife at our throats And the hand holding it -- on Eht here in this very ca

He heard a horse thump to a halt outside the tent A few moments later Dujek Onearm entered, his arot to-’

’Brood knows,’ Whiskeyjack cut in, his voice low and raw

Dujek paused but a moment ’He does, does he? What, precisely, has he worked out?’

’That we’re not quite as outlawed as we’ve made out to be’

’Any further?’

’Isn’t that enough, Dujek?’

The High Fist strode over to the side table where waited a jug of ale He unstoppered it and poured two tankards full ’There are …circumstances-’

’Relevant only to us You and I-’