Everyter tea    too rapidly for ted Sabriel and toue. Judging from tside, soldiers ions, ed lunco digest, elling to get moving.

        It    player in t, as sumbled out of tion trenco t    s really feel part of it. S toue lig    o be even worse for him.

        ites, tled across toing line of trucks, aaff car and traeelplated traptions. Lozenge-surrets oerpillar tracks.

        tanks, Sabriel realized. A relatively ret iion. Like trucks, t, but top whe Old Kingdom. Or when Kerrigor came . . .

        o taff car, opeured for to get in.

        “Are you ing antly, as stled ba ts, figired tened immediate sleep.

        “Yes,” replied    his own answer, and suddenly far away.

        “Yes, I am.”

        “You ,” said toue, looking up from ing down. “ did you see?”

        “t in t seat, and o teran of ts,    invisible on en forehead.

        “ do you mean?” asked Sabriel, but ion    as tarter sctered into life, a tenor apao trucks and tanks.

        toue jumped at tion, t Sabriel, ed her fingers on his arm, as if calming a child.

        “ did hing’?” asked Sabriel.

        toue looked at ion vying for first pla ook raced a line across e, ending sort of line.

        “Otered Sabriel. S tending just past    rim.

        “er t . . . somewcoue’s ill e as hing . . . everyone . . .”

        tarted fororcycle outriders and follourn, carefully spaced out every anks, racks screecook a side road up to t on to yverley . It fall. t Docky Point before six in ternoon.

        Sabriel    for t ten miles, ill clutcigoue’s.    silently too, but c as t tary zone, looking at tierre, te cars and    pulled off t of tary poli on motorcycles.

        “I’m all rigly, as to pass town of Bain.

        toue nodded, still g at treet. toared back, for it o see soldiers in full Perimeter battle equipment, s and soue he Old Kingdom.

        “e o stop by tation, and e,”    to an imposing riterns    t, and a sturdy sign proclaiming it to be ters of tabulary.

        ood up,    of ted out and daseps, a curiously ingruous figure in mail and kable desding teps looked ready to stop    stopped ead and saluted.

        “I’m all riged. “You    let go of my hand.”

        toue smiled, and flexed tle in    puzzled, too, ill t on t, little fingers just toug.

        In any otoainly aff car o took one look, sa tural caution, or a touc,    ters, not merely eel and iron, but also ious, took to ts sandy islets,    eveending to be fishing.

        five minutes later, apanied by a tall, serious-looking man oo-small pinez ging to turo th siderable skill.

        A fees later, before t t buildings of t bes later, anoto t, there were bells ringing all around.

        “Quick o te must i t.”

        “toue.

        to feel more at rouble.    no fear from it—but ter fag time,    t h any fear.

        “Yes,” replied fall.

        Lock all doors and ry ters. S inside and out. Prepare dles and lanterns for y fails.

        ear silver. If caugdoors, find running er.”

        “e used to recite t in the junior classes,”

        Sabriel said. “But I don’t too many people remember it, even the people around here.”

        “You’d be surprised, ma’am,” interrupted t of t rung like ty years, but plenty of folk remember. tell anyone    fret about t.”

        “I ary flaso to the survivors huddled in fishdrying sheds on a rocky island. “I hope so.”

        “ill oue. oo, but    it would only be a ool for w Rogir had bee . . .

        “About an    t, I shink,”

        replied    ty miles an raption—quite remarkable. to me, anyway.

        I’m so used to ter, and t rol, anyway.

        I’d o see more of it . . . gone furth . . .”

        “You    ion, even to oue didn’t say anyt reply, so ter t, soon catcruck voy, overtaking eacill t again. But aking up the warning.

        As ed, t yverley village just before six. trucks stopped in a line all ttage to t before topped,    quickly f up into ranks on truck parked under a telepo ect tary poli    to eaco redirect traffic. Sabriel and toue got out of ted.

        “It’s not mu toue said, co tions, ts sing, ted p.”

        “I’d o see you in the Royal Guard,”

        Sabriel said. “And tones were broken.”

        “In my day, you mean,” said toue. “I oo. It imes I t life oo slooo predictable. I’d prefer t now . . .”

        “I used to t at sc the Old Kingdom.

        Proper Cer Magic. Dead to bind. Prio be—”

        “Rescued?”

        “Married,” replied Sabriel, absently. Sent on g bad neelephone.

        toue didn’t speak. Everyt on Sabriel, ernoon sun. I love . But if I say thing now, I may never . . .

        elepo a signaler, and turooue c o be alone o say someto say anything.

        Per five seds together . . .

        I am not afraid, o himself.

        “I love you,”    mind.”

        Sabriel looked back at    despite    ill ture—but seeing toue staring appre her somehow gave her hope.

        “I don’t mind,” sooo, Cer    now is—”

        “telepo ter Crossing Point just    out,” ing above to talk. “A fog started rolling across t reac four forty-six. After t, none of t speaking to ty Officer t youed in your aircraft.    about to rea. t silent.”

        “So,” said Sabriel. “Kerrigor didn’t    till sundown. her.”

        “From timings given by ter,”

        ever’s in it— is moving sout around ty miles an ’ll reac seven. Dark,    to e.”

        “Let’s go to Docky Point starts from behe pub.

        Shall I lead?”

        “Best not,” replied urned, and sed some orders, apanied by siderable ing. itaking to Docky Point. First, t Scouts, arcer Mages all. t platoon of infantry, bayos fixed, rifles at t t into an arrooons, and telephone wire from a large and cumbersome drum.

        It    among trees, tly as ting by s, only tread and ttle of armor or equipment disturbing t.

        Sunsrees, ric already losing its ter-colored    aste and no potency.

        toop of t Scouts    on up. toon of infantry folloour around to toons moved to t and sout, f a deferiangle around toue and tinued on.

        trees fell a ty yards from top of tles taking t t point, t-sized square reen stos , four of tones out his purpose.

        As Sabriel and toue came up, tone fell h.

        At time, every Cer Mage prese a sligheir ears, and a wave of dizziness.

        “Did you feel t?” asked     o ears t they all had.

        “Yes,” replied Sabriel. to a lesser extent, it    of feeling tones caused in t     closer to the sarcophagus.”

        “?”

        “Four blocks deep, I t . . . from an odd perspective.”

        ed to to    keep prying ao to it    Sabriel noticed t looking at tion of ts were Cer Mages, of various power—all knew w sundown would bring.

        In fifteen mis, men in ties, ly sid ing furted to keeping lunches down and quelling shaking limbs.

        Surprisingly, given tate, Sabriel and toue found it relatively easy to resist ting from t didn’t pare    time.

        ,    break, and treated doo tree line, elep sitting on turned drum. ook it, but turo Sabriel before the charging handle.

        “Are tions to be made before    blocks? Magical ones, I mean.”

        Sabriel t for a moment,    to to spell it open—I’ll need everyone’s . tes on tion spell. taoo. en cast Cer Magi cert?”

        “Unfortunately, no,” replied horyse, frowning.

        “Because t officially admit tence of Cer Magic, everyone aught.”

        “Never mind,” Sabriel said, trying to sound fident, a everyone around ening. “e’ll manage.”

        “Good,” replied    made , t Sabriel. Sried to smile too, but ain about t. It felt too much like a grimace of pain.

        “ell, let’s see     to,” inued, still smiling. “ to, Sergeant?”

        “Bain Police,” replied t, o ask Corporal Syo sc the village.”

        “Good,” replied    me to Bain. No, tell Net to me. Yes, t’s right, Corporal.

        tabulary? It’s el    to speak to dent Dingley . . . yes. e. s of a strange, dense fog . . .    iigate. Get everyone in. Ster tever is in . . . Yes, extraordinarily dangerous . . .

        hello! hello!”

        t doed back up the hill.

        “t of Bain. It must be going mucer. Is it possible t t o?”

        “Yes,” replied Sabriel and toue, together.

        “e’d better get a move on t cy minutes.”
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