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out the door on the far side. She was very tempted-at least she would be able to dispose of the silk-but the way was cluttered by all those ladies on the edges of their gilt and rosewood chairs, by Kel the footman with a serving trolley laden with Aunt Kade's finest china and her magnificent, enormous, silver tea um giving out its usual disgusting odor of burning whale oil... And then Aunt Kade had risen, and all the others did so also, and it was too late. Aunt Kade's plump face was turning pink and assuming that fretted look that Inos so often provoked these days. Whether to welcome or scold... She was probably also chewing over problems of protocol and the dowdy brown worsted. Then she made her decision. She beamed. "Inosolan, my dear! How nice that you can join us! May I present these ladies? Mistress Jiolinsod, Mistress Ofazi..." Feeling as if her head had come off and floated out through a window, Inos forced a smile on a face not there. Tucking the silk behind her in her left hand, she offered her right to each of the simpering matrons. To be invited to one of Princess Kadolan's tea parties in the palace was a screaming social success, and to meet Princess Inosolan as well was probably a stupid honor. Especially, she realized, when the princess was wearing her dowdy brown worsted, regally emblazoned-at least on the right sleeve-with silver cobwebs. Oh, horrors! There were probably cobwebs on her hair and face, also, while the society ladies were all dressed in their best gowns and bonnets, and loaded with file:///G|/rah/Dave%20Duncan%20-%20A%20Man%20Of%20His%20Word%201%20-%20Magic%20Casement.txt every piece of jewelry they owned or, likely, had been able to borrow. Boots on the stairs! With a wail, Inos jumped loose from the fourth introduction and started backing away from the door. Her aunt spluttered at such gaucherie. "Inos!" And then the door flew wide and a man appeared in the doorway-an elderly man, tall and stooped. He folded his arms and straightened, and his gaze swept the room. Inos had never seen him before, she was certain, yet he had known what she looked like. He had a gaunt face, with a hooked nose like an eagle's beak and fierce blue eyes. Deep clefts ran down at the sides of his mouth, emphasizing the nose and the strong chin. Wisps of white hair showed under the brown hood of his cloak. His gown bore traces of cobwebs. "Doctor Sagorn! " Aunt Kade exclaimed in delight. "How nice that you are able to join us! May I..." Her voice tailed away as she saw how the newcomer was staring ferociously at her niece, as that niece continued to edge backward. Inos was fighting a spring tide of panic, drowning in rising terror before that deadly glare. Her hips touched the trolley and she could back away no farther. Where was her father? Why had he not come, also? And how in the world had this sinister old man come down the stairs so quickly? He must have outrun her and her father both, yet he was not even panting. She was. "Inosolan?" Aunt Kade sounded vexed. "What are you holding behind your back, dear?" |
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