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'I didn't do anything wrong,' he protested.

'Well,' she waved her hands in exasperation. 'Don't!'

'What, as in, never again? I can't promise that, Flora. I'm a Mocker, not a priest.'

'At least not while you're here,' she said, her eyes pleading. 'If you do something wrong it will reflect on me and on them, and the disgrace would be dreadful.'

'By "anything wrong" I suspect you mean more than simply, "don't steal",' he said. 'I bet you mean don't go to taverns, or get drunk, or get into brawls, or gamble...' She shook her head, her eyes wide.



'Or...' He stroked a finger gently down her cheek.

Flora reared back as if she'd never taunted a sailor in her life. 'Especially not that!' she said.

Jimmy stared at her. It wasn't that long ago It wasn't that long ago we we were doing that. Now look at her! were doing that. Now look at her! It hadn't taken any time at all for Flora to become officiously respectable. He put his hands on his hips and laughed at her. It hadn't taken any time at all for Flora to become officiously respectable. He put his hands on his hips and laughed at her.

She shushed him, glancing at the closed door of his room.

'Flora,' he said, shaking his head, 'I can't imagine how you're going to survive this degree of self-restraint.' Though of course ample meals, comfort, and no worries about the future would help mightily. 'But if it's what you want, then that's what you should have; I was worried about you when all this started, you'll remember.'

She still looked anxious, so he took pity on her. Placing a hand on his heart he said: 'I have no intention of disgracing you, or your relatives.'

With quiet determination she asked, 'Then, please, tell me what you did last night.'

Jimmy gave a deep sigh and hung his head. 'All right. If you must know I saved a girl.'

Flora made a strangled sound and when he looked at her saw an almost comical expression of surprise on her face. 'Who? And from what?'

'Really!' he said. 'She was a country girl disguised as a boy and she'd fallen in with some very corrupt thief-takers. Y'remember Gerem Benton?'

She nodded. 'Gerem the Snake? Confidence grifter used to work the dodge on farmers looking to get rich quick with the Pigeon Drop and the Fake Diamond cons? Yeah, what about him? He's dead, isn't he?'

'He's alive and running a gang of thief-takers here. Looks like he's set himself up with the local constables; at least that's what it looks to me. He almost had this girl but I got her away. He didn't know she was a girl, else he might have tried harder to hang on to her.' Jimmy shook his head. 'Y'know, this town would be a lot better off if they had an Upright Man of their own,' he added wisely.

'A country girl disguised as a boy?' Flora said, wrinkling her nose dubiously. 'Why was she in disguise?'

Jimmy thought about it. 'She didn't say. But she definitely was honest; she didn't want to use some old cloth for a blanket in case she damaged it.'

Flora nodded, apparently seeing the truth in that observation. 'So where is she now?'

'I found her a place to sleep in an abandoned room in a warehouse,' he said. 'If she keeps her wits about her she should be fine.'

'Take me to her,' Flora said suddenly.

'What? Why?'

'Maybe I can help her,' she said.

'Well, aren't you Lady Bountiful? Don't you believe me?' Hurt, he let a little of his resentment show in the tone.

'Maybe if someone had offered to help me when I was first orphaned,' Flora said with some heat, 'I wouldn't have had to become a wh.o.r.e!'

'Oh,' Jimmy said. Ouch Ouch. 'All right. But she might not still be there,' he warned.

'Well, at least we'll have tried.' Flora gave him a hard look. 'I'll go and get my shawl and tell Aunt Cleora we're off shopping, so remind me to buy something on the way back.' As she moved through the door, she added, 'We should pitch in with ch.o.r.es when we get back, like respectable youngsters. I want to make a good impression before Aunt Cleora takes me to meet Grandfather.'

Jimmy looked at the closed door. Ch.o.r.es Ch.o.r.es, he thought. Wonderful Wonderful.

Exile was looking worse all the time.

Flora pulled the back of her skirt up through her legs and tucked it into her waistband, forming a baggy equivalent of trousers which would allow her to climb.

Looks like nothing is going to discourage her, Jimmy thought, casually glancing to either side. There were people down at the end of the alley who could see them if they looked...but they probably wouldn't. And even if they did, they probably wouldn't care. The menthe ones loading crates of pottery on a mule-drawn wagonwere busy, and Jimmy's experience with teamsters was that they didn't go looking for trouble, unless it was after work and they'd been drinking.

Jimmy turned his attention to the climb. At least the bright light of morning showed the handholds well and they started to climb the low building beneath the window of the abandoned room in a workmanlike fashion. Flora had insisted on bringing along a bag of food she tied up in her skirt, and a small wineskin which Jimmy had tied to his belt. If anyone stops us I guess I could say we're here to wash the windows If anyone stops us I guess I could say we're here to wash the windows, Jimmy thought as Flora moved up.

Then Flora said, in a hoa.r.s.e whisper, 'Jimmy! There's blood!'

Flora looked down and showed Jimmy her hand, the palm of which was now smeared with a sticky brownish stain; the blood was nearly dried, so it had been there for a while. Jimmy took out his belt-knife and transferred it to his teeth; there were a few situations in which that was useful, and hostile entry into a room was one. He motioned for Flora to move to the side so he could pa.s.s.

Maintaining careful track of his tonguehe kept his knife sharphe crouched below the window, then threw himself in with a roll, dropping the blade and catching the hilt as eyes and knife-point probed all around.

's.h.i.t,' he said calmly, sheathing the knife, turning and extending a hand. 'She's hurt. Come on.'

Flora pulled herself up to the window and gasped at the sight of the blood on the floorshe knew almost as well as he did what const.i.tuted a serious woundand when she saw Lorrie's pale form lying amid the bloodstained cloth she put her hand over her mouth and plastered herself against the wall.

'Banath protect us,' she whispered. 'She's been murdered!'

Jimmy went to one knee beside Lorrie's pallet.

'No, she's breathing,' he said in relief. But there was still a lot of blood around. 'Lorrie,' he called quietly. He touched her shoulder. 'Lorrie,' he whispered.

The girl woke with a start and gasped as though drawing breath to scream. Jimmy hastily put his hand over her mouth. 'It's Jimmy,' he said. 'It's all right. I've brought some food.'

'We've brought you some food,' Flora said, elbowing him aside. From her tone she had no intention of forgetting how much he'd protested when she'd asked him to buy the bread, cheese and wine they'd brought. brought you some food,' Flora said, elbowing him aside. From her tone she had no intention of forgetting how much he'd protested when she'd asked him to buy the bread, cheese and wine they'd brought.

'What happened?' Jimmy asked. 'Who did this?'

Astonishingly, she smiled: 'Me,' she said. Even then, the resemblance to the Princess gave him a jolt. 'I was climbing out of the window and somebody yelled.' She pulled herself up on her elbows and looked at him groggily. 'I was surprised and I slipped. My leg got caught on something.' She lay back down again. 'I put a bandage on it, but it hurts.'

I'll bet it does, he thought, looking at the tight sodden band-ages. G.o.ds but she's clumsy! G.o.ds but she's clumsy! That brought a stab of guilt: That brought a stab of guilt: Well, she's not a Mocker. Just a farm-girl. Well, she's not a Mocker. Just a farm-girl.

'There's a lot of blood,' Flora said. 'You'd better let me take a look.'

Lorrie blinked at her, then turned to Jimmy.

'This is my friend Flora,' he said. 'She's all right.'

Lorrie nodded and struggled to sit upright, untying the string at her waist, then looked at Jimmy. 'It's on my leg,' she said.

Jimmy nodded. 'Do you need help?'

The girl stared at him, dumbfounded.

'Jimmy,' Flora said between her teeth, 'turn around.'

'Oh!' he said and did so. As if I care As if I care, he thought. He heard Flora suck in her breath. 'What?'

'It's bad,' she said. 'A really deep, nasty cut. I need you to go and get some things.'

'Now wait a minute,' he said, starting to turn around. The two girls immediately made such a fuss he stopped and kept his back to them. 'What do you need?' he asked, his tone surly.

'Some powdered woundwort, some powdered yarrow and yarrow leaf tea, tincture of lady's mantle, some willow bark tea, and' he could tell she hesitated, 'some poppy juice. And a fine needle and thread. Catgut, if you can get it. Waxed linen, if you can't.'

'What,' he said after a moment, 'nothing else? No dancing girls, no elephants, no...'

'No poppy juice,' Lorrie murmured. 'I have to find my brother.'

'You're not going anywhere with that wound on your leg,' Flora said. 'Not today. Go!' she snapped at Jimmy.

He went, considerably annoyed. He'd already bought this Lorrie wine and bread, now he had to buy out an apothecary for her? What else was he going to be expected to do? Poppy juice! Did Flora know what poppy juice cost? Although Lorrie had said she didn't want any. He thought about that as he walked along. No, better get it. With all that blood she must be hurting badly. Jimmy sighed. Why did good deeds always turn out to be so expensive?

When he returned Lorrie was asleep again and Flora was looking thoughtful; she glanced up as Jimmy swung easily through the window.

'Thank you,' she said, taking the medicines. Then after a pause: 'Thank you a lot, Jimmy. n.o.body's ever been as kind to me.'

'Nothing,' he said gruffly, shrugging.

Princess Anita, what have you done to me? he asked himself, feeling that it was only half a joke. he asked himself, feeling that it was only half a joke. I was never one to stint help to a friend, but this is ridiculous! Flora doesn't need help, she's landed in the honey pot, and I barely know this b.u.mpkin! Even if she does look like youlike you would if you'd been born a b.u.mpkin, that is. I was never one to stint help to a friend, but this is ridiculous! Flora doesn't need help, she's landed in the honey pot, and I barely know this b.u.mpkin! Even if she does look like youlike you would if you'd been born a b.u.mpkin, that is.

He noticed that Flora had made an effort to mop up the blood: there was a pile of soaked cloth in one corner, and the band-ages on Lorrie's leg were fresh. The smell was still there, faint against the musty mildew and dust of the warehouse, but at least now they didn't have to worry about someone noticing it dripping through the floorboards. She'd also gone for water, which was essential to someone who'd lost a lot of blood.

Flora laid out the medicines and the needle and thread. Lorrie woke, though she seemed muddle-headed; Flora had probably given her the whole bottle of wine for the pain.

'Help me turn her over,' she said.

He did, wincing as she uncovered the wound and went to work; he supposed modesty was less important when all that was bared was a section of thigh that looked as if it were on the way to a butcher's shop. But he looked aside anyway.

In a way it was less grit-your-teeth to have a wound of your own sewn up than to watch it done to someone else, unless you could just think of them as meat.

Lorrie bore it well, not having to be held, just shivering and panting, and his initial good opinion of the girl went up several notches. Besides, he reflected, it would go on hurting her a lot longer than it would him.

Flora's doing a good job of work there, too, he thought: she wasn't quite digit-agile enough to make a pickpocket, but she had neat hands for needle and thread.

'We have something we have to ask you, Jimmy,' Flora said, not looking up, as she tied off the last running st.i.tch and cut the catgut with a small sharp knife.

'No,' he said to the wall. 'I was thinking on my way back that you'd ask me for something else and the answer is no.'

Lorrie opened her eyes and looked at him.

'No!' he said, looking away. Lorrie's sad eyes were far too much like the Princess's for comfort. It was hard to believe that he might be susceptible to a girl's eyes, but he was very much afraid that he was.

'My brother has been kidnapped,' Lorrie said, her voice husky. 'He's only six years old.' She took a deep breath, obviously trying to stop herself from crying. 'They killed my parents and burned down our house and barn. There isn't much left, but the land has value, and there's still some stock and a wagon. I'll give it all to you if you'll help him.'

'Do I look like the Constable to you?' Jimmy asked. 'And isn't this something the constable should be doing?' He gave Flora a look that said, Yes, this is something the Constable should do and you know it. Yes, this is something the Constable should do and you know it.

'No one would believe me,' Lorrie wailed. Flora shushed her. 'I'm sorry,' she whispered. 'All our neighbours thought my parents were killed by wild dogs or something and that my baby brother was dragged off by them. But he wasn't. There were two men. One big, the other skinny. They rode off on horseback and came here. Now they've moved on, going inland, and they've taken Rip with them. I can feel them getting further and further away.' She broke down, weeping as though her heart would break. 'Please find him. Please.'

Jimmy looked at the two young women with astonishment. 'How can I do that?' he asked. Even if I wanted to, which I don't. Even if I wanted to, which I don't. 'I don't know what these men look like, or where they've gone, I don't know your brother, I don't have a horse, and even if I did, I can't ride. You're asking the impossible!' 'I don't know what these men look like, or where they've gone, I don't know your brother, I don't have a horse, and even if I did, I can't ride. You're asking the impossible!'

'Be quiet!' Flora hissed. 'Go and think about it while I clean Lorrie up.'

Thus dismissed, Jimmy sat looking out of the window. Why am I suddenly a villain? Why am I suddenly a villain? he thought, reminding himself not to pout. he thought, reminding himself not to pout. I already rescued her! Twice! I already rescued her! Twice!

After what seemed like a very long timeand one or two small, smothered sounds of pain, somehow more disturbing than the many he'd heard beforeFlora said, 'You can turn around now.'

'Look,' he said, noting how pale both girls were, 'I'm not trying to be mean-spirited. It's just that...'

'That you'd rather not get involved any further,' Flora finished for him.

He raised a protesting finger. 'I didn't say that.'

'You don't have to,' she said scornfully. 'I know you, Jimmy. But...'

Flora stopped and sighed, letting her shoulders droop. 'Helping Lorrie's not something you would have done in Krondor. I can't help but be disappointed; I thought you'd changed.'

Jimmy raised one eyebrow and tightened a corner of his mouth. He most certainly would have helped Lorrie, even in Krondor. But that wasn't something that Flora would know; she'd never met the Princess and knew nothing about his feelings for her. And maybe it wasn't something he wanted her to know. He glanced at Lorrie, who really did look very much like the Princess Anita, even to the haunted look the Princess had worn when thinking about her imprisoned father.

Lorrie's eyes shifted and met his. As he watched one crystal tear rolled silently down her cheek. Jimmy heaved a sigh. He was undone: there was no way he could walk away from those eyes and not feel less of a man.

'All right, I'll try,' he said. He rose, every move speaking his reluctance. 'I'm not making any promises, and I don't know when I'll be back.' To Flora he said, 'You'll have to come up with a story to tell your aunt about why I'm gone.'

'I'll tell her you're travelling for a bit...'

'Tell her it's an employment opportunity. Apprentice to a trader or something. Be vague; I didn't tell you detailsI'll have a completely cooked-up story when I get back.'

Flora nodded. 'I think they're moving northeast along the coast road,' Lorrie said. 'Try going that way first. And be careful. Those two killed my mother and father and Emmet handily enough and none of them were soft or weak. You watch yourself.'

'Thanks,' he said, 'I will.' He looked at Flora who was rolling up a bandage looking proud enough to pop. 'Give my regards to your aunt, in case this takes a while.'

She was up and giving him a fierce hug before he could say anything else. Then she released him and gave him a little push.

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