"Myst - 02 - The Book Of Ti'ana" - читать интересную книгу автора (Miller Rand)

"A parcel?"

The Messenger gestured toward where one of his colleagues was carrying a large
mesh basket into the forward cabin of the left-hand excavator.

Aitrus turned and looked, then hurried after, almost running into Master Telanis
coming out.

"Aitrus! Why such a hurry?"

"Forgive me. Guild Master. I was told there was a parcel for me."

"Ah," Telanis made to walk on, then stopped, lowering his voice. "By the way,
how was our guest?"

Tiring, he wanted to answer. "Curious," he said after a moment, keeping his own
voice low. "Oh, and imaginative."

Telanis frowned. "How so?"

"It would seem we are too cautious for him, Guild Master. 'Our methods are,
well... inefficient."

Telanis considered that, then nodded. "We must talk, Aitrus. Tomorrow. Early,
perhaps, before Master Kedri has need of you. There are things you need to
know."

Aitrus bowed. "I shall call on you at third bell. Master."

"Good. Now go and see what the Messengers have brought."

Master Tejara of the Messengers had commandeered the table in the chart room to
sort out the post. Surrounded by shelves of bound surveys, he looked up from his
work as Aitrus entered.

"Ah, Aitrus. And how are you today?"

"I am well, Guild Master."

Tejara flashed a smile at him. "You've heard, then?"

"Master?" But Aitrus's eyes had already gone to the large, square parcel-bound
in cloth and stitched-that rested to one side of the cable.

"Here," Master Tejara said, handing it to him.

Aitrus took it, surprised by how heavy it seemed. Unable to help himself, he
held it to his ear and shook it gently.