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Tehol frowned ‘Only if you must You could just draw that hood up and so achieve anonymity’

‘Very well I willa house I never entered’

‘There are still watchers spying on me?’

‘Probably not, but it pays to be cautious’

‘Very good I will see you in a mole room reeked of sheep sweat, and the heat from the hearth was fierce He quickly ht instead of left and came to what had once been a sort of unofficialonto it sealed by bricks or doors with their latches reed from the shadows, her hood drawn about her face ‘Tell , threading single file down a narrow lane to reach the street beyond ‘A past associate of Bugg’s Embalmers and other dealers of the dead are a kind of extended fa techniques and body parts It’s quite an art, I gather A body’s story can be unfurled from a vast host of details, to be read like a scroll’

‘What value asse a list of flahen the subject is already dead?’

‘Morbid curiosity, I i to be funny?’

‘Never, Shurq Elalle I have taken to heart your warnings on that’

‘You, Tehol Beddict, are very dangerous to me Yet I am drawn, as if you were intellectual white nectar I thirst for the tension created bytoo amused’

‘Well, if Selush succeeds in what she intends, the risk associated with laughter will vanish, and you may chortle fearlessly’

‘Even when I was alive, I never chortledNor do I expect to do so now that I aest invites… disappoint of the sparks I now fear getting depressed’

‘The risk of achieving what you wish for,’ Tehol said, nodding as they reached Trench Canal and began to walk along its foul length ‘I empathize, Shurq Elalle It is a sore consequence to success’

‘Tell rounds behind the palace’

‘Not much, except that your undead coirl’

‘Yes, she does I have named her Kettle’