But they were far off, and thesmoke from the burning buildings and the dust from all the wildactivity ashore confused the scene. She should not dignify it with a reply. AHWad stalked back to his post at the door, grinning and stroking hisbeard. You do not offend me, Effendi, she whispered.
One of theother deeper and more significant indications was in his behaviour: thebrutal excesses of inhumanity. When the aggagier knelt beside him he whispered, Themerchant is a spy. In my own humble way I may have done something tohelp bring that about. He was an elderly caravan master, prosperous from the cloth of hisrobes, intelligent judging by the depth of his knowledge.
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