And then, after all the lives and treasure spent, he'd thrown overthe war with no gains to speak of Swemmel He scratchedagain. He said something in Algarvian. It was about as peaceful a war as Talsucould imagine.
Not long after sunrise, the long slog east began again. That wiswhere the fugitives were supposed to be. Smilsu sent him a quizzical look. But he had a capacious memory - partly because he couldn't read andwrite, though he didn't realize that.
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