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"I should like to see the man. Did you find him?" The idea of going to see the man slowly eased Garmund's sullenness, and the frown faded from his brow.
"Aye. So I did. Come along quick now. We wouldn't want them to catch us again, would we?" Falco grinned at the boy, and Garmund smiled in answer. The conspirators could go on together, now that Thornden was off on his wild goose chase.
Falco headed out of the circle, and Garmund hurried after, images of the coming meeting with the stranger filling his head.
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