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NitLO Oct 31
We left before midnight, of course, Jack and I, he in a warm coat and carrying a satchel containing the equipment. Under his other arm, he bore a few small logs for the fire. We left without bothering to lock the door.
The sky was beginning to clear overhead, though the moon was still masked. There was sufficient light just from its glow- ( Read more... ) -
NitLO Oct 29
Midnight.
"I've found it, Jack!" I said, and I told him Bubo's story.
". . . And subtracting the Good Doctor leaves us atop my hill," I concluded.
"Of course the others will divine it within the next few days."
". . . And the word will be passed. True. I can only recall one time when no one figured it properly."
"My, that was long ago ( Read more... ) -
NitLO Oct 25
The morning dealt us a hand in which last night's small irony was seen and raised. Graymalk came scratching on the door and when I went out she said, "Better come with me."
So I did.
"What's it about?" I asked.
"The constable and his assistants are at Owen's place, investigating last night's burnings."
"Thanks for getting me," I said. "Let's ( Read more... ) -
NitLO Oct 23
Jack was not in, and I did the rounds quickly, leaving everything in good order. Stepping outside then, I located his spoor and tracked him to Crazy Jill's.
Graymalk watched me from atop the wall.
"Hello, Snuff," she said.
"Hello, Gray. Jack is here?"
"Yes, he is in having a meal with the mistress. He ran low on supplies and she decided to ( Read more... )
