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apprentice. I am hardly older man you. I cannot older you,
nor would I if I could. I only want your company this night."

Her face crumpled again. "Oh, please, spare me this! To
you it may be nothing, but to me it's my life!"

Parry had realized mat there would be difficulty, but he had
not properly appreciated its nature before. The giri believed
mat she was doomed if she set foot inside his house.

He could let her go. But mat would mean the loss of what
might be his sole opportunity, and failure in his first significant
challenge. The Sorcerer had little sympathy for failure of any
type.

"How can I persuade you mat I mean you no harm?" he
asked. "I swear to you that I will do nothing to you without
your leave, and mat I will not force mat leave-giving."

"Will you swear by the Blessed Virgin Mary?" she asked
disbelievingly.

"I swear it by me Blessed Virgin Mary."

She watched him for some sign of disaster, but mere was
none. He had not been smitten for false swearing; therefore it
must be safe. Still, her doubt loomed almost tangibly.

"Come in before you freeze," he urged. "I have a fire
within."

That did it; her shivering was not entirely from fright. "Re-
member, you swore," she reminded him nervously.

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"By me Virgin," he agreed.

She stepped in through the doorway, her eyes fixing on the
fireplace within. There was indeed fire, radiating flickering
heat. He had banked it so mat it gave off little smoke and
warmed the chamber without depleting me air; it was one of
me arts the Sorcerer had taught him.

Jolie knelt before it, extending her hands to the warmth.
Now the threadbare nature of her garment became evident; me
light of me fire shone through, showing her thin arms, and
there were holes. But she was oblivious; for me moment that
warmth was all that she craved.