Hal turned his headin the direction the speaker pointed to where a tall burgher in dark,drab clothing and a puritan Hat stood a head above the crowd. He, too, had seen thewhite surge of reef at the entrance to the channel. Though the sun still shone brightly, the winter wind whistled in fromthe nor- west and seemed to abrade their bodies like ground glass. The sapphire on the hilt reflected apate blue beam of moonlight into Hal's eyes as his father placed thehilt in his hands.
Aboli seemed not to have heard her. It hadbeen made by wild animals. They looked back at thegreat Table Mountain, which dominated the western horizon. Have you sent for the new slave? she asked with a purr in hervoice.
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