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beтАФbut he knew from experience that Walter wouldn't see it
that way. "Did he say anything about me?" Randal asked.

"No, he didn't say anything about you," answered his cousin.
"Most of the stuff he did say was good, thoughтАФFather was
pleased."

After dinner, Randal sat down and waited at the foot of
the winding stair that led to the upper floors of the tower.
Lord Alyen had given his unexpected guest a room upstairs, not
just sleeping space on the hall floor; Randal planned to catch
the wizard on his way up to bed. Before too long, the wizard
came out of the great hall and paused at the foot of the stairs.

"Good evening, lad," said Madoc. "What's on your mind?"

Randal stood up. "When you looked into the water tonight,
Master Madoc, what did you see?"

"What did I see? The future, of course."

Randal felt his ears beginning to burn with embarrassment,
but he'd already said too much to stop now. "YesтАФbut what did
it look like? All I saw was green fields and black horses."

"Not surprising," said Madoc, "with your upbringing."

"But nobody else saw anything at all!" Randal's voice
squeaked on the last syllable, and he blushed even redder.
 Madoc sighed. "Tell me about the horses, then."

"It was just black horses running," said Randal. He closed
his eyes for a moment and tried to remember the picture. A
little to his surprise, it came back to him as bright and
sharp-edged as before. He watched the scene for a while, and
then opened his eyes again. "On a field someplace. Does that
mean anything, Master Madoc?"

"Maybe," said the wizard. "Why are you so curious about
those horses of yours?"

"Because I saw them," Randal said. "Because nobody else
but you saw anything." He paused, took a deep breath, and then
went on, feeling foolish and excited at the same time. "Because
maybe it means that I can be a wizard, too."

He stopped and stood looking down toward the floor. A
moment passed, and then he heard the wizard's gentle laugh.
"If I'd juggled three balls after dinner, lad, would you have
wanted to be a juggler? Not everyone who sees visions in clear