A man looked out his window across the way, then twitched the curtains closed; evening darkened the street, and there was no one else in sight now except Loial and Hurin. Light, the Browns truly are not aware of the world at all. The Taraboners claim the strangers are monsters, creatures of the Dark One. That's for loading aboard, not resting on! We will talk on the boat, child.
I live to serve, High Lord. It is not far from the city. I know little of Cairhienin, Ingtar told him, but I've heard enough of Galldrian. He was not wondering if he would be gentled before the day was done, or worse.
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