He kept scouts outahead and to all sides of his main bocl- of men None of them renortedanything untoward. The tavern-keeper sighed and swiped a wet rag over the counter with more forcethan the job needed. He did not speakZuwayzi, but, since HaJjaJ knew Algarvian well, they had no trouble talking with each other. They weren't all nearly identical, withonly the occasional blond Kaunian head among the dark Forthwegiansdistinguishing a few from the rest.
When he saw light leakingfrom places like those, he had to be more polite with his warnings. I don't know about you boys, but Idon't want 'em laughing at me on account of I can't remember which ismy left foot and which is my night when I'm marching. This is good. And at last, at an hour thatmight have been midnight or might not, Gutauskas rose from his cot andwalked to
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