Willofain Spies on Minastan
When Mayor Harald sent Huan Vu forth into the woods, a secret pair of eyes watched him go: Willofain’s.
What a game Mayor Harald plays, she thought. Spies! I should like to be a spy. I will spy on Minastan’s wolfhound and see where he goes.
The girl had no difficulty following Huan Vu through the evening dusk. It was almost as if the wolfhound was outlined with shimmering light, so easily did she find the trail. And she was fast and tireless. After a while she was watching the outskirts of the outlaw camp, where Ranger Minastan fumbled at Huan Vu’s red kerchief, read a note, and wrote one.
Willofain saw all this; saw Huan Vu start for the Bree road again. She heard footsteps and she crouched under a thicket lest someone find her.
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