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"Whispered in my ear. And she had a Jesus-man."

"Oh, and something else happened before."

"Cry your pardon," Roland said. An uneasy peace had descended between him and his father, and he would not rupture it. Still, he was wild to be off. Pusher jigged beneath him, as if seconding that.

"Susan? It's Alain Johns. Do you know me?"

"Aye-Richard Stockworth that was."

"Do you know who told you to cut it?"

"I fetched her wood," said she, and said no more.

"Whispered in my ear. And she had a Jesus-man."

"Never mind the wood for now," he said, "or all that came before. We'll talk of that later, mayhap, but not just yet. What happened as you were leaving? What did she say to you about your hair?"

"What did Rhea whisper in your ear?"

"Yes, but what happened later? What happened while you stood in the doorway?"

Roland turned to Susan. "After the first time we were together an-tet, you went to the stream in the grove."

"Aye-Richard Stockworth that was."

"Yes, but what happened later? What happened while you stood in the doorway?"

Roland put his mouth close by Alain's ear. "Be ready to help me."

A long pause. Roland was about to turn to Alain when she said, "Rhea." Another pause. "She wanted to fiddle me up."

A long pause. Roland was about to turn to Alain when she said, "Rhea." Another pause. "She wanted to fiddle me up."

"I fetched her wood," said she, and said no more.

"I don't expect you boys to see Maerlyn's glass . . . but I didn't expect to be seeing you off at fourteen with revolvers tucked in your bed-rolls, either. Ka's at work here, and where ka works, anything is possible."

"Aye." That same dreaming voice. "So I did."

"I fetched her wood," said she, and said no more.

Roland turned to Susan. "After the first time we were together an-tet, you went to the stream in the grove."

Here it was. He nodded to Alain. Alain bit his lip and stepped for-ward. He looked frightened, but as he took Susan's hands in his own and spoke to her, his voice was calm and soothing.

A frown, faint as a shadow on an overcast day, creased her brow. "I can't see. It's pink."

Roland turned to Susan. "After the first time we were together an-tet, you went to the stream in the grove."

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