It is largely because we met him that we came here.""Artek is safe?" A woman spoke. It was possible that she was young, that she had been beautiful. "He is safe?" She stumbled toward Corum. Her hands, also, were secured behind her back. She fell and struggled to her knees, whimpering in pain. "Artek?""He is safe—and about a score more of your folk.""Ah," she breathed. "Oh, I am glad ...""His wife," said the man to whom Corum had first spoken. But Corum had already guessed this. "Did Artek send you here to rescue her?""To rescue you all," said Corum. It was a lie he was happy to tell. These people were dying. It would not be long before the last perished."Then you are too late," said Artek's wife. Corum stopped to cut her bonds, and then the voice he had heard in the forest came again from nowhere: "£><? not free her. She is ours now. "Corum looked about him but, save that the air seemed to shimmer all the more, he could see nothing."I shall free her, however," he said. "So that she might at least die with her hands unbound.""Why do you seek to anger us?""I seek to anger no one.
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