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The old sleight-of-hand expert had stolen it, sure, and slipped it under his robe.
The bugle blew again. I looked, and down came Sagramor riding again, with his dust brushed off and is veil nicely re-arranged. I trotted up to meet him, and pretended to find him by the sound of his horse's hoofs. He said:
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this!" and he touched the hilt of his great sword . "An ye are not able to see it, because of the influence of the veil, know that it is no cumbrous lance, but a sword -- and I ween ye will not be able to avoid it."
His visor was up; there was death in his smile. I should , that was plain. Somebody was going to die this time. If he got the drop on me, I could name the corpse.