“Toadjer!” the first boy jeered. and wasn’t that Susan, just leading her mare in through the gate?“Susan!” she called, now enough returned to earth for her former irritation with the girl to sound clear in her voice. ”Aunt Cord, her face white and shocked and furious, had leaned across the table and slapped her. “You did what you had to,” Alain said.
And as Susan took the box from her (handling it almost as easily as Jonas had done), Cordelia thought she didn’t much care for the girl’s appearance. That’s guns likely to work, you ken. He had never used the touch this way, but had been told it was possible—that one could reach another’s mind, in at least some cases. There was even some distant part of her mind, a part totally dedicated to self-preservation, that hoped he would mistake her shudders of revulsion for maidenly excitement.
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