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reached it in the afternoon. The path led right up to it, and stopped.
There was nothing but the great deep awesome expanse of the Gap ahead.

Che looked at the map. "The invisible bridge is supposed to be right
here."

"I don't see it," Jenny said, smiling.

He flicked her hair with the tip of his tail, making it float about her
head. "We must verify its location, and cross, making sure no creature
is below it."

"What does it matter whether there is anyone below?"

Jenny asked. "I mean, we aren't going to drop rocks on him.

"Gwenny is wearing a dress."

Jenny laughed. Gwenny felt her dark face doing its best to blush. She
was indeed in a dress, because she had deemed it to be more ladylike
than jeans. Now she wished she had followed Jenny's example and settled
for the jeans, because it would be a horrible disaster if anyone below
looked up and saw the color of her panties. No one was supposed to know
that they were goblin black. No male, anyway. Jenny knew, but not Che.
She hoped.

"Well, first we have to find it," Jenny said. "I'm not stepping out
there until I'm sure there's something to step on. " It seemed that
there were not such things as invisible bridges on the World of Two
Moons where Jenny came from, so she was slow to accept them. She found
a length of wood that would do for a pole, and used it to poke along the
edge of the cliff.

When she passed the section where the path ended, without result, she
extended the pole farther and tried going back. But there still seemed
to be nothing solid. "Are you sure it's here?" she asked.

Che took another stick and probed for the bridge himself, with no better
success. "I must admit that it doesn't seem to be. Perhaps someone
misdirected the path."

"Who would do that?" Jenny asked.

"Oh, anyone with mischief in mind. Perhaps ComPewter, the evil machine
who can change reality. He's been in a snit, I understand, ever since
his plot to make Grey Murphy his slave was foiled."

"But how will we find it, if we can't see it and don't know exactly
where it is? " Then she turned her head to address her cat. "No, I'm
not setting you loose to find it, Sammy! I'm afraid you'll forget what