"Feist, Raymond E - The Riftwar Legacy 02 - Krondor- The Assassins" - читать интересную книгу автора (Feist Raymond E)

"You, " said Graves, rising, "are staying in the Kingdom. You re young
enough to make something of yourself, boy. Get off the dodgy path and
find a master. Apprentice in a craft or become a serving man.

"Honest work? " said Limm, as he jumped to his feet. "When did a Mocker
seek honest work? " Graves pointed a finger at him. "Jimmy did. "

"Jimmy the Hand, " agreed Kat. "He found honest work. "

"He saved the Prince s life!" objected Limm. "He was made a member of
the court. And there s a death mark on his head! He couldn t return to
the Mockers if he begged. " Graves said, "If the Upright Man is dead,
that mark is erased. " Softly Limm asked, "What should I do? " Graves
said, "Lie low for a while, until things get quiet, then leave the city.
There s a man named Tuscobar, once a trader from Rodez. He has a shop in
a town called Biscart, two days fast walk up the coast. He owes me a
favor. He also has no sons, so there is no one to apprentice for him. Go
there and ask him to take you to service. If he objects, just tell him
'Graves clears all debts if you do this. He ll understand what it means.
"

"What does he do? " asked Limm.

27 "He sells cloth. He makes a good living, as he sells to nobles for
their daughters.

Limm s expression showed he was less than taken with the notion. "I d
rather go to Durbin and take my chances with you. What are you going to
do there? "

"Turn honest, " said Graves. "I have some gold. Kat and I are going to
open an inn.

"An inn, " said Limm, his eyes alight. "I like inns. " He got down on
his knees in an overly dramatic pleading. "Let me come! Please! I can do
many things in an inn. I can tend fires, and show customers to their
rooms. I can haul water and I can mark the best purses for cutting. "

"An honest inn, " said Graves.

Some of the enthusiasm left Limm s expression. "In Durbin? Well, if you
say so.

Kat said, "We re going to have a baby. We want him to grow up honest.

Limm was speechless. He sat in wide-eyed astonishment. Finally, he said,
"A baby? Are you daft? " Graves exhibited a wry smile and Kat s brown
eyes narrowed as she said, "What s daft about a baby? " Limm said,
"Nothing, I guess, if you re a farmer or a baker or someone who can
expect a fair chance at living to old age. But for a Mocker..." He let