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He tasted of porter: bitter, but not so bitter as the wormwood in her brandy. Talsu watched the dowser - a tall, skinny man who managed to lookdisheveled despite uniform tunic and trousers - with the fascination anyman gives to someone who can do something he cannot. But they'd sent a boy to do a man's job. Krasta was going from one shop on the Avenue of Equestrians to thenext when the Algarvian army staged its triumphal procession throughPrickule.

Skarnu did. house, and ever INTo THE DAB-KNESS 289 so much more luxuriously appointed. Even though Talsu sometimes wore his jelgavan army uniform tunicand trousers on the streets of Skrunda, his home town, no Algarviansoldier who saw him had ever given him a rough time about it. He was one of the fellows whoescaped with me.