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Alder did not ask who it was he could not bring with him. He knew. He had slept
scarcely at all the past nights, snatching fragments of sleep and waking in terror,
dozing off in the daylight, seeing the dry grass sloping down through the sunlit deck of
the ship, the wall of stones across the waves of the sea. And waking, the dream was in
him, with him, around him, veiled, and he could hear, always, faintly, through all the
noises of wind and sea, the voices that cried his name. He did not know if he was
awake now or asleep. He was crazy with pain and fear and weariness.
"Keep them out," he said, "and let me in, for pity's sake let me in!"
"Wait here," the man said, as gently as before. "There's a bench," pointing. And he
closed the door.
Alder went and sat down on the stone bench. He remembered that, and he remembered
some boys of fifteen or so looking curiously at him as they went by and entered that
door, but what happened for some while after he could recall only in fragments.
The Doorkeeper came back with a young man with the staff and cloak of a Roke
wizard. Then Alder was in a room, which he understood was in a lodging house. There
the Master Summoner came and tried to talk with him. But Alder by then was not able
to talk. Between sleep and waking, between the sunlit room and the dim grey hill,
between the Summoner's voice speaking to him and the voices calling him across the
wall, he could not think and he could not move, in the living world. But in the dim
world where the voices called, he thought it would be easy to walk on down those few
steps to the wall and let the reaching hands take him and hold him. If he was one of
them they would let him be, he thought.
Then, as he remembered, the sunlit room was altogether gone, and he was on the grey
hill. But with him stood the Summoner of Roke: a big, broad, dark-skinned man, with
a great staff of yew wood that shimmered in the dim place.
The voices had ceased calling. The people, the crowding figures at the wall, were
gone. He could hear a distant rustle and a kind of sobbing as they went down into the
darkness, went away.
The Summoner stepped to the wall and put his hands on it.
The stones had been loosened here and there. A few had fallen and lay on the dry
grass. Alder felt that he should pick them up and replace them, mend the wall, but he
did not.
The Summoner turned to him and asked, "Who brought you here?"
"My wife, Mevre."
"Summon her here."
Alder stood dumb. At last he opened his mouth, but it was not his wife's true name that
he spoke but her use-name, the name he had called her in life. He said it aloud,
"Lily…" The sound of it was not like a white flower, but like a pebble dropping on
dust.
No sound. Stars shone small and steady in the black sky. Alder had never looked up at
the sky in this place before. He did not recognise the stars.
"Mevre!" said the Summoner, and in his deep voice spoke some words in the Old

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Speech.
Alder felt the breath go out of him and could barely stand. But nothing stirred on the
long slope that led down to formless dark.