Forget me, man, said a deep voice. He did not like lying, especially not to a friend. Too lenient, though I say it who shouldn't. Joline moved to flank him, laying a hand on his lapel.
They moved some distance before they began showering her with questions, the sharp looks directed at Kiruna and the other two sisters leaving no doubt they would tolerate no further eavesdropping. Almost the worst part. Another Maiden, with a puckered scar slanting across nose and cheek, tilted a waterskih and slowly poured a trickle into Galina's waiting mouth. A tall man seemed to be the leader, a round-faced fellow with one of those beards, with a natural dignity that appeared strained by worry.
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