01 The Knight by Wolfe Gene

01 The Knight by Wolfe Gene

Author:Wolfe, Gene [Wolfe, Gene]
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Published: 2010-04-10T22:35:55.181000+00:00


"Here, sir? He'll be outward bound under all sail."

"Look for him anyway. There must be help of some kind here, a cook and so on. Look for them, too. I'll be in the tap trying on Sir Nytir's mail." Nytir's sword was in there, too. I did not want it, but I was glad to have a chance to look it over. It was a little bit bigger than Ravd's, and a bit heavier too, although I did not think it was quite as good. Wanting to see what it would do, I drove it into the top of the bar. It went through five or six inches of wood and stuck, so I left it there.

I had Nytir's hauberk on and was fastening the lacings (that can be tough when you are wearing the hauberk) when Pouk came back with a stout red-faced woman. "This's the innkeeper's wife," he announced, "and this here's my master, Sir Able o' th' High Heart."

She bent her knee, and I explained that I had rented a room for three nights. Gene Wolfe - The Knight

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"Upstairs, front," Pouk added.

"I know this one." The innkeeper's wife jerked a thumb at Pouk. "Only I didn't never see you up to now, Sir Able. He tolt me his master was a knight, only I never more'n half swallowed it. He's a sailor, sir, and there ain't much truth in 'em."

"Sailors see things other people won't believe." I shrugged. "Would you believe him if he were to tell you of the Isle of Glas?"

"No, sir!"

"I don't blame you. But I've seen it too, and even walked through its glades. Seamen lie just as we do, of course, and for the same reasons. But I'm telling you the truth when I say that."

"Far be it from me to give you the lie, Sir Able."

"Thanks. Don't he now, and we can be good friends. Do you know where your husband is? I'd like to talk to him."

"I haven't no notion, Sir Able. He's gone out, seems like."

"Yeah, it does. Before he left, he told me about a dog that came here. He said it was a big brown dog with a spike collar."

She nodded. "And a bit of chain hanging off it, where it had broke."

"I see. Your husband thought it might be mine, and I've been hoping he was right. I lost my dog a while ago. Do you know where it is?"

"No, sir. I seen it yesterday, only I don't know where it's got to. We was all chasing it and trying to get the roast it took back, and it run off. Real big, it was, drop ears and thick in the chest."

"That sounds like Gylf. If he comes back, be nice to him and send word to me. I'll be at Sheerwall Castle."

"I'll try, sir." The innkeeper's wife's attention had strayed to Nytir's sword. I told her who it belonged to; and I said that she and her husband were to leave it where it was until he came back to get it, at which she bent her knee again.



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