"Norton, Andre - Flight in Yiktor" - читать интересную книгу автора (Norton Andre)

Russtifs smile slipped and slid but still he caught it.

"Such as me and everyone else. 1 caught this sewer scum

tampering with a cage just two eves ago. Luck was with him

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then, or else he would have smarted for a good lessoning.
Trash should be thrown away and not come to annoy others."
"Opening a cage? Is perhaps the cage that one?" The man

pointed to the one on the table.

Russtifs smile did vanish then. With the hand in sight he
made a fist which might have fallen like a hammer blow on

the hunchback.

"Why do you wonder that. Gentle Homo? Has the trash

been spewing out some vomit that you would believe?"

"You have a fighting smux is what 1 believe," the woman


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cut in, and Russtif hastened to draw on his showman's smirk

again.

"The best. Gentle Fern, the best! There have been stellars

wagered on this one--not just market coppers--and stellars
won!" He moved along the edge of the table now so they

could better view his possession.

The woman stooped a little so she could see most of what
looked like a ball of hairy rags squatting in the center of the
cage. Under her hold Dung gave a quick start and then stood
very still. She was mind speaking to Toggor. The smux did
not answer. It was as if he did not or would not listen.

"These be--good." Unknowingly at first. Dung's mind
reached out to become a part of that other steady stream of

reassurance.