But Leofsig,like any other swain with an ounce of sense in his head, knew better thanto say that out loud. Sooner or later we'll kill it. Blood spurted from his neck, just as it did from that of abutchered hog. They weregasping when they reached the leviathan, but reach her they did.
The Lagoan officer spoke good Algarvian, and didn't try totuni it into Sibian, as Ramalho ineptly kept doing. One of the Algarvians shrugged, the other made a mildlydisparaging gesture, and they walked on. If sorrstubborn Kaunians like the ones the company had met that afternoowere sneaking up on him, they might give him a thin time of it. He eased a little when he saw they were taking him and Merwit to Brigadier Cynfrid, the senior Forthwegianofficer in camp, rather than to their own commandant.
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