McCaffrey, Anne - Crystal Singer 02 by McCaffrey Anne

McCaffrey, Anne - Crystal Singer 02 by McCaffrey Anne

Author:McCaffrey, Anne [McCaffrey, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-02-26T20:43:44+00:00


Chapter 14

Any discussion of that would have to be postponed. Theach and Erutown

reached the height, looking about them for their fellow exile. Unable to

look in Killashandra´s direction, Tanny shot one horrified glance at Lars

as the latter smoothly invented a note that she had been removed from the

island by a passing vessel. He even flourished a piece of paper from his

pocket as he commented that he was glad she was safe.

»That tears it,« Erutown said gloomily. »We´ll all be in trouble.«

»I doubt it. A very good friend of ours skippered that ship,« Lars

replied without a blink »She can´t go anywhere without my knowledge.« Tanny

made a strangled sound and Killashandra grinned, choking on her laughter.

»There´s nothing you could safely do without jeopardizing yourself at this

point, Erutown. It isn´t as if you´ll be out of touch,« and Lars handed the

man a small

but powerful handset. »The frequency to use for any contact is 103.4

megahertz. All right? You can listen in on any of the other channels but

communicate only on the 103.4.«

Erutown agreed with ill grace, hefting the set doubtfully. With a

sideways grin at Killashandra, Lars handed over hatchet, knife, and polly

book.

»There now, you´re completely equipped,« Killashandra said

cheerfully. »You´ll find that a polly island is quite restful.« She glanced

maliciously at Tanny and Lars. »Everything you require -- polly for food,

fish in the lagoon for sport and a change of diet, and a fine reef to

prevent the omnivorous from dining on you. You´re far better off than I was

on my polly island, I assure you.« Tanny squirmed, noticeably discomfited.

»Oh, we´ll do fine, Carrigana.« Theach grinned as he began to

unpack the solar reflectors.

Lars chuckled, linking his arm in hers, and swinging her down the

slope to the beach.

»C´mon, Tanny, I want to be at the Bar Island before sundown.«

What with the routine necessary to up anchor and maneuver the Pearl

through the one gap in the reef, there wasn´t time for discussions until

they were once again under full sail and beating due north for the Bar

Island.

»Tanny, I think you´d better go below,« Lars began, signaling

Killashandra to join him in the cockpit. »What you don´t know won´t hurt

you -- «

»Who says?« Tanny growled.

»Fix us some grub, will you? All this excitement gave me an

appetite. So,« and once Tanny had slammed the hatch closed, Lars turned

expectantly to Killashandra, »could I have some explanations?«

»I rather think a few are due me!«

Lars cocked an eyebrow, grinning sardonically at her. »Not when you

must have figured out many of the answers already if you´re half as smart

as I think you are.« Lars slid a finger across the scar on her arm, then he

reached for her hand and held it up before her face, his thumb rubbing

against the crystal scars. » ‘I came from the City.´ Indeed!«

»Well, I did . . .« she said, deceptively meekly.

»Your best line, you witch, was the one about your having had no

choice about coming to the islands!« Lars could not contain his mirth then

and tilting his head back, roared with laughter.

»I wouldn´t laugh if I were you, Lars Dahl. You´re in an unenviable

position in my files.



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