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somehow ease the burden of my sorrow. With Hap, I could share my grief,
however selfish a thing that might be. Hap had been mine for the last seven
years. We had shared a life, and the wolfтАЩs companionship. If I still belonged to
anyone or anything, I belonged to my boy. I needed to feel the reality of that.
тАШMore tea?тАЩ Jinna offered me.
I did not want more tea. We had already drunk three pots of it, and I had
visited her back-house twice. Yet she offered the tea to let me know I was
welcome to stay, no matter how late, or early, the hour had become. So, тАШPlease,тАЩ
I said, and she set her knitting aside, to repeat the ritual of filling the kettle with
fresh water from the cask and hanging it from the hook and swinging it over the
fire again- Outside, the storm rattled the shutters in a fresh surge of fury. Then it
became not the storm, but HapтАЩs rapping at the door. тАШJinna?тАЩ he called unevenly.
тАШAre you awake still?тАЩ
тАШIтАЩm awake,тАЩ she replied. She turned from putting the kettle on. тАШAnd lucky for
you that I am, or youтАЩd be sleeping in the shed with your pony. IтАЩm coming.тАЩ
As she lifted the latch, I stood up, gently dumping the cat off my lap.
Imbecile. The cat was comfortable. Fennel complained as he slid to the floor,
but the big orange torn was too stupefied with warmth to make much of a protest.
Instead he leapt onto JinnaтАЩs chair and curled up in it without deigning to give me
a backward glance.
The storm pushed in with Hap as he shoved the door open. A gust of wind
carried rain into the room. тАШWhew. Put the wood in the hole, lad,тАЩ Jinna rebuked
Hap as he lurched in. Obediently he shut the door behind him and latched it, and
then stood dripping before it.
тАШItтАЩs wild and wet out there,тАЩ he told her. His smile was beatifically drunken, hut
his eyes were lit with more than wine. Infatuation shone there, as unmistakable
as the rain slipping from his lank hair and running down his face. It took him a
moment or two to realize that I was there, watching him. Then, Tom! Tom, youтАЩve
finally come back!тАЩ He flung his arms wide in a drunkardтАЩs ebullience for the
ordinary, and I laughed and stepped forward to accept his wet hug.
тАШDonтАЩt get water all over JinnaтАЩs floor!тАЩ I rebuked him.
тАШNo, I shouldnтАЩt. Well. I wonтАЩt then,тАЩ he declared, and dragged off his sodden
coat. He hung it on a peg by the door and peeled off his wool cap to drip there as
weil. He tried to take his boots off standing, but lost his balance. He sat down on
the floor and tugged them off. He leaned far to set them by the door under his
wet coat and then sat up with a blissful smile. тАШTom. IтАЩve met a girl.тАЩ
тАШHave you? I thought youтАЩd met a bottle from the smell of you.тАЩ
тАШOh, yes,тАЩ he admitted unabashedly. That, too. But we had to drink the PrinceтАЩs
health, you know. And that of his intended. And to happy marriage. And for many
children. And for as much happiness for ourselves.тАЩ He gave me a wide and
fatuous smile. тАШShe says she loves me. She likes my eyes.тАЩ
тАШWell. ThatтАЩs good.тАЩ How many times in his life had folk looked at his
mismatched eyes, one brown and one blue, and made the sign against evil? It
had to be balm to meet a girl who found them attractive.
And I suddenly knew that now was not the time to burden him with any grief of
mine. I spoke gently but firmly. тАШI think perhaps you should go to bed, son. WonтАЩt
your master be expecting you in the morning?тАЩ
He looked as if I had slapped him with a fish. The smile faded from his face.
тАШOh. Yes, yes thatтАЩs true. HeтАЩll expect me. Old Gindast expects his apprentices to
be there before his journeymen, and his journeymen to be well at work when he