One of the pirates emerged from abolthole somewhere with a bundle in his arms, only its tiny red head protruding from the blanket. What are you doing? Gallydemanded. The dark-skinned man was standing in the archway that formed the entrance to themaze, a serious expression on his face, his brown eyes wide. Sefton gave a curt little nod as they parted from the man, as though he realized hiswife had been insulted, but was too much of a gentleman himself to acknowledge it.
Cullen wasshouting something at Lenore--impossible to hear above the mounting din--but she had curled backinto a fetal ball and was paying no attention. She foundherself for the first time in a long while able simply to sit and think. Come and find me. Hemused for a moment longer, trying to put words to the thoughts that were still swirling, stillwithout coherence.
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