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“
Your
father
has
sent
for
you
,
”
she
said
.
“
There
are
men
in
the
hall
to
escort
you
.
”
Paul
nodded
,
his
eyes
and
awareness
focusing
on
this
odd
woman
in
a
sacklike
dress
of
bondsman
brown
.
She
was
looking
now
at
the
thing
clutched
in
his
hand
.
“
I
’
ve
heard
of
suchlike
,
”
she
said
.
“
It
would
’
ve
killed
me
,
not
so
?
”
He
had
to
swallow
before
he
could
speak
.
“
I
.
.
.
was
its
target
.
”
“
But
it
was
coming
for
me
.
”
“
Because
you
were
moving
.
”
And
he
wondered
:
Who
is
this
creature
?
“
Then
you
saved
my
life
,
”
she
said
.
“
I
saved
both
our
lives
.
”
“
Seems
like
you
could
’
ve
let
it
have
me
and
made
your
own
escape
,
”
she
said
.
