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At the evening meal Fortress seemed preoccupied; it looked as if he was listening.
We sat in silence.
He moved, as with a jolt. "Unspoken, what were you saying to me when we greeted the coming of the dawn?"
My face turned red.
"No, sorry. I mean, before then."
"I don't know. My sense was that it was something important, but I doubt if--"
Fortress dropped his bread and moved to give Pool a deep kiss. "Come with me, Unspoken."
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