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"My heart, Larry -- " It was the handmaiden's murmur. "My heart feels like a bird that is flying from a nest of sorrow."
We were pacing down the length of the bridge, guards of the _Akka_ beside us, others following with those companies of _ladala_ that had rushed to aid us; in front of us the bandaged Rador swung gently within a litter; beside him, in another, lay Nak, the frog-king -- much less of him than there had been before the battle began, but living.