"Katherine Kerr - Deverry 06 - A Time Of Omens" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kerr Katherine)

тАЬSo far he hasnтАЩt laid a hand on her.тАЭ

тАЬSo far. SheтАЩs a pretty little thing, after all.тАЭ

тАЬTrue, and even more to the point with our Salamander, she worships him.тАЭ
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тАЬImph. WhatтАЩs wrong with them getting married?тАЭ

тАЬWell, heтАЩs a good bit older than her, more so than youтАЩd ever think to look at him. And then, well . . . тАЭ
She hesitated, unsure of how to explain, of how much she could explain.

Someone called their names. Waving the permit, Salamander came strolling over to them, and Jill let the
subject drop. Vinto looked extremely pleased about something, himself.

тАЬWe shall be setting up our fabulous cavalcade of wonders on theEast Square,тАЭ Salamander said. тАЬNot
only is said square paved and thus quite level, but itтАЩs in the more prosperous quarter of town. We had
best return to camp and tell the others of our good fortune. And I want to see how Delya and Marka are
getting on with finishing those new costumes.тАЭ

тАЬIтАЩm going to stay in town,тАЭ Jill broke in. тАЬI want to go see the bookseller, and then IтАЩm supposed to
consult with the priests of Dalae-oh-contremo again.тАЭ

Although Inderat Noa sported several grand public squares, most of the streets twisted like tunnels
under arcades of houses and shops, built right out over them for the shade. As Jill made her way through
this dim warren she attracted a crowd of Wildfolk, the big purple-striped gnomes peculiar to Bardek,
scurrying along after her on their fat little legs. Although her usual gray fellow did materialize, he took a
smaller form than usual, so that he could ride upon her shoulder and look down upon the purple gnomes
with a lordly disdain. None of the other people in the crowded street could see her companions, of
course, although every now and then some passerby suddenly looked down and frowned at what
seemed empty air as a gnome bumped into him or brushed rudely past.

The bookseller, however, could see them quite well, because heтАЩd studied the dweomer lore for some
thirty years. DaenoтАЩs little shop was wedged in between a fruit sellerтАЩs and a basket weaverтАЩs down on a
dead-end alley perfumed with lemons and drying grass. When Jill and her crew crowded through the
door into the blessedly cool shop, the old man came shuffling forward to greet them all, waggling a finger
at the gnomes and warning them to keep their little clawed paws off the rare scrolls and codices stacked
up high all round.

тАЬIтАЩve found the map,тАЭ he announced. тАЬMy boy just got back with it. Its owner let it go cheap, by the
way. ItтАЩs not much of a collectorтАЩs item.тАЭ

The piece of pounded bark paper was about two feet long by a foot and a half wide, all torn and filthy
round the edges, and flecked with what looked like ancient wine drops overall. At the very top of the
map lay the faded outline ofMainIslandтАЩs tail and the tiny islands just to the south; off to the left lay the
Anmurdian archipelago in somewhat darker ink.