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    Mairelon the Magician

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      81

      "Blast'" Mairelon said softly as the carnage lurched on by

      "Can you keep up with it, KmP"

      "I don't know about that coach, but 1 can keep up with you

      right enough," Kim answered "But shouldn't we go back and

      tell Hunch where we're gom'5"

      "If we do that, we'll lose it," Mairelon said, ducking under a

      low-hanging branch "You're right, though, Hunch should

      know Why don't you—"

      "1 ain't goin' back now," Kim interrupted in as firm a tone as

      she could manage while trying to follow Mairelon's erratic

      path among the trees

      "All right," Mairelon said to her surprise "But when Hunch

      finds out—look, they're turning off!"

      The coach was indeed easing its way off of the lane and

      into the woods From where Kim stood, it looked almost as if

      the coach were trying to force its way through the trees, but

      when she and Mairelon reached the spot a moment later,

      they found another lane leading into the woods

      "That driver is good," Mairelon commented, eyeing the

      trail "This is hardly more than a deer path "

      "You goin' to stand there jawing or get on after that coacrp"

      Kim asked pointedly "it's gettm' dark "

      "So it is," Mairelon said "Come along "

      The trail wound through the trees almost as erratically as

      Mairelon had, and the curves hid the coach from sight For-

      tunately the imprint of the wheels in the soft ground was easy

      to follow, and they made better time now that they did not

      have to worry about being seen Even so, walking became

      more difficult as the light faded Kim was about to suggest

      that they turn back before they lost their way completely

      when Mairelon stopped

      "Look there!" he said in a low voice, pointing

      Kim, who had been concentrating on following the coach

      tracks through the deepening gloom, looked up Light

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      danced among the trees "Some cull's lit a fire on the hill,

      looks like "

      "It does indeed," Mairelon said "And I'll lay you odds that's

      where our coach is headed "

      "Doesn't look tike it to me," Kim said, though without a

      great deal of conviction The trail they followed did not, at

      the moment, appear to head in the direction of the bonfire,

      but that did not mean it would not shift its beanng on the far

      side of the next bend

      "Let's find out, shall we''" Mairelon said with his most

      charming smile, and, turning, he headed for the bonfire

      After a moment's hesitation, Kim followed Sticking with

      Mairelon was certainly safer than trying to continue after the

      coach atone and in the dark, and she was decidedly unin-

      terested in going back to the camp and explaining all this to

      Hunch without Mairelon's support Besides, she was at least

      as curious about the bonfire as she was about the coach and

      Mairelon's interest in it

      "The fire was farther away than it looked, it took ten min-

      utes of brisk walking to reach the foot of the short, steep hill

      with the fire on top Kim was a little surprised at the way the

      hill poked up out of the flat ground, but she supposed that

      things were different in the country than in London The hill

      was bare of trees except for a single large trunk at the top,

      clearly visible in the firelight, and the grassy slope had been

      recently scythed

      Several young men stood around the fire in the positions of

      people waiting for something and rather bored with doing so

      One was staring down the far side of the hill, three others

      squatted over a game of dice, while two more watched and

      contributed unrequested advice, another drank surreptitiously

      from a pocket flask Their voices earned clearly to the edge

      of the forest

      "Meredith's late again," the man with the flask commented

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      "So's Robert," one of the others said "Maybe they've got

      better things to do on a cold, damp night like this "

      "What, in the country''" said the man next to him

      "No main," said one of the dicers "Throw again "

      "It's Robert's turn to bring the girls," a fifth man spoke up

      "He'll probably come along with them "

      "1 told you he had something better to do'"

      "Eight for a main," announced the second of the gamblers

      "Shoot again "

      "Robert's coach is just turning in at the lodge," said the

      man who was watching the far side of the hill "He'll be here

      in a minute or two I hope he has sense enough to leave the

      rest of his party there We don't need any bits of muslin

      giggling over the ceremony "

      "Good, that's everyone but Meredith," said the man with

      the flask "We can start without him "

      "Not tonight," the watcher said without turning

      "Burn it, jon, are you going to make us stand here all

      night?" the man with the flask expostulated "Meredith may

      not even come' He's missed meetings before "

      'Two guineas on the fader's point," said one of the dicers

      coolly

      "If you don't like it, Austen, finish your flask and go," the

      watcher said "But remember that you swore an oath—"

      "I didn't know it was going to mean standing out in a cold

      wind in the middle of the night, scorching my boots at a

      great stupid fire while you prose on at me!" Austen said in

      tones of deep indignation

      "If your boots are scorching, you've only yourself to

      blame," said a cheerful voice, and a new figure climbed over

      the far edge of the hill and into the firelight His arms were

      full of something that strongly resembled a very large bundle

      of laundry "You don't see anyone else standing close enough

      to the fire for ashes to fall on his coat, do you?"

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      "Ashes!" Austen leaped backward, brushing at his cloak He

      peered closely at his garments, then gave the newcomer a

      reproachful look "Burn it, Robert, if that's your idea of a

      joke—"

      "Don't get in a stew about it," Robert advised him "Here,

      take your robe before I drop the lot of them in the mud "

      This thinly veiled warning caught the attention of the rest

      of the group, and for the next few minutes they crowded

      around the newcomer, laughing and shoving and tugging at

      the bundle in his arms Kim glanced at Mairelon, to see

      whether he had had his fill of watching this strange gather-

      ing By now it was too dark to make out much of his expres-

      sion, but he seemed to be concentrating closely on the hilltop

      group

      "Who are those coves?" Kim whispered

      Mairelon glanced down as if he had just remembered her

      presence "A pack of imbeciles," he answered "And if I'm not

      mistaken—ah, yes See for yourself "

      Kim looked back at the hilltop About half of the men

      were pulling long, baggy, light-colored robes over their

      heads "They look like Bedlamites to me," Kim muttered

      "Who—"

      "Sshi" Mairelon said as the man called Jon said something

      to Robert that Kim did not catch

      "No, I didn't," Robert said, evidently answering Jon's ques-


      tion "The girls and the robes were almost more than I could

      manage as it was I left it with Meredith after the last meet-

      ing "

      "And Meredith's still not here " Jon's voice sounded gnm

      "If he doesn't come, you're for it, Robert"

      "How much longer are you planning to wait, Jon?" one of

      the white-robed men asked "Have we got time for a few

      more throws?"

      "Can't you think of anything but your dice?" Jon snarled

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      The man gave a cheerful, unrepentant shrug "Well, there's

      the doxies at the lodge, but I have the feeling you wouldn't

      like that much of a delay "

      Some of the others laughed Jon looked as if he were about

      to explode, but before he could deliver whatever rebuke he

      had in mind, Austen said, "There! Isn't that him?"

      Heads turned, and someone said, "That's Freddy, all right

      Nobody else sits a horse that badly, you can spot him even in

      the dark "

      "Hurry it up, Meredith'" Austen shouted

      "Quiet, you foot'" Jon said, rounding on him "Do you

      want to be heard from here to the village? Do you want peo-

      ple to come spying on our Sacred Rites'?"

      "Oh, really, Jon, don't get carried away," Robert said

      "There's a dozen light-skirts in the lodge who can see us from

      the windows if they want to bother"

      "They are here by our permission," Jon said loftily

      His dignified effect was spoiled by someone at the back of

      the group, who snickered and said audibly, "I should hope

      so'"

      Jon glared around him, but could not locate the speaker

      He turned away, and a moment later another figure came

      panting over the crest of the hill Robert handed him the

      last of the robes, and he struggled into it hastily while the

      others pointed out the difficulties his tardiness had caused

      them

      "Didn't mean to be so late," said the newcomer in a muffled

      voice from halfway inside his robe "i had to make a stop

      on the way here "

      "There will be time to hear your explanations later, Mer-

      edith," Jon said "Now we must begin To your places, gen-

      tlemen'"

      The white-robed figures spread out in a circle around the

      fire and drew the hoods of their robes up over their heads It

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      made them look suddenly eerie, almost terrifying, and Kirn

      shivered slightly One of the anonymous figures raised his

      arms above his head, and Jon's voice cried loudly, "By the

      Sacred Oak, and Ash, and Thorn' By the Three Wise Birds

      and the Three Generous Kings' By the Ineffable Name Itself'

      The rites of the Sons of the New Dawn are now begun'"

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      NINE

      '^•w-^' •-I— he white-robed figures lowered their

      JS^L^^ 1 heads and began a strange, droning chant.

      f ' Kim shuddered again as sonorous phrases

      drifted down the hill, and she jumped when Mairelon

      touched her arm.

      "I'm going to see if 1 can get a little closer," Mairelon said,

      looking at her quizzically. "You can wait here, if you're feel-

      ing jumpy."

      "Wait here, with them frog-makers up there mumblin'

      spells?" Kim whispered indignantly- "What do you take me

      for?"

      Mairelon snorted. "Spells? Don't be ridiculous. That's the

      most preposterous rigmarole I've ever had the misfortune to

      have to listen to Don't let it worry you."

      "Why not?"

      "Because they're mixing magic at random, from the sound

      of it Half of it's Welsh, half of it's Scottish, and half of it's

      cribbed from someone's classical education, with a few things

      that are entirely out of someone's imagination thrown in for

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      good measure- They'll never get anywhere if that's the tack

      they're taking "

      "That's too many halves," Kim said, frowning- "And what-

      ever it is, it sounds pretty impressive to me." The words

      didn't have the crystalline quality of Mairelon's magic, but

      they had a portentous power of their own that was just as

      striking.

      "That's because you've never read Homer in the original

      Creek," Mairelon said. His attention had returned to the hill-

      top, where the white robes were now marching solemnly

      around the fire. Kim reached for his arm, anticipating his next

      move, but she was an instant too late, Mairelon slipped out of

      the trees and started up the hill, crouching low to avoid the

      firelight. With a sigh and a string of mental curses, Kim fol-

      lowed-

      To her relief, Mairelon did not try to sneak all the way up

      to the edge of the hilltop. He stopped about halfway up the

      slope, near enough to hear every word clearly but still well

      below the level where a casual glance might see a careless

      silhouette. Kim stopped beside him and flattened herself

      against the ground. Mairelon looked at her, then, with visible

      reluctance, did the same-

      The cold and damp seemed to penetrate Kirn's clothes al-

      most instantly. She ignored the discomfort as best she could,

      knowing from years of Mother Tibb's somewhat irregular

      training that an unnecessary movement was likely to attract

      unwanted attention. Beside her, Mairelon lay Just as mo-

      tionless, and Kim tried to distract herself by wondering where

      he had learned the trick. Had someone told him about it

      when he went off to spy on the French, or had he figured it

      out for himself the hard way?

      The chanting stopped at last, and Kim heard Jen's voice

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      announce, "So is the beginning ended, and the Central Mys-

      teries begun "

      A murmur of agreement rose from the assembled figures As

      the muttering died, Jon went on in a much brisker tone,

      'Tonight we are to dedicate the Sacred Dish, the first of the

      Four Holy Things Austen, you're the Bearer; George, you

      and Quembly-Stark can do the Escorts, and Robert can act

      as—"

      "Uh, Jonathan, I'm afraid there's a bit of a problem," some-

      one put in tentatively

      "You forgot to bring the dish, didn't you?" Jon snapped

      "Well, I'm not putting off the ceremony again just because

      you have a bad memory, Meredith This time you can just

      nde home and bring it back "

      "That'll take hours'" someone else objected "Especially

      if he came on that broken-down nag of his; the creature

      can't move above a trot even with a good nder in the

      saddle "

      "As long as we can wait down at the lodge instead of

      up here in the wind, who cares?" another of the men re-

      torted

      "No reason to wait at all," Meredith said. Cautiously Kirn

      raised her head As she had expected, all eyes were on the

      bland and rather foolish-looking Meredith "I can't get the

      thing, you see," Meredith explained "So there's no point in

      my going back, and no reason to wait "

      "Can't get it?" Jon's voice rose He put back his hood

      and glared at Meredith "What do you mean, you can't

      get it?"

      "I just can't," Meredith answered with dogged stub-

      bornness
    "That's all, and there it is No use going on at me

      about it, might as well finish up and go on down to the

      lodge"

      "Explain this this recalcitrancel" Jon commanded

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      "Yes, Freddy, just why is it that you can't bring the dish out

      tonight?" Robert asked

      "If you must know, I haven't got it any more," Meredith

      said "Now can we go down to the lodge and eat?"

      Jon goggled at him, all but speechless with rage. "You

      haven't got it?"

      "Got a problem with your ears, Jon?" Meredith asked with

      interest "M'grandfather's been having a bit of trouble that

      way, but you expect it in a man his age "

      "What have you done with the Sacred Disb?" Jon grated

      "Lost it in a card game," Meredith said "Debt of honor,

      pay or play, you know So it's gone "

      "How dared you'" Jon shouted, waving his arms for empha-

      s'ls "That dish was ours, the property of the entire Order'

      How dared you even think to appropriate it for your own

      uses'"

      "Actually it wasn't," Meredith said almost apologetically

      "Wasn't what, Freddy?" Robert asked

      "Wasn't the property of the Order Bought it myself, never

      been paid Logically the thing was mine All quite in order "

     


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