"Royals for Mr.Garvald, quarters for Mr.Grey," he cried as he spun it.
It fell Royals.

We had both been standing, and Grey now bowed to me and sat down.

His face was very pale and his lips tightly shut.
The Governor gave a last toast "Let us drink," he called, "to Dulcinea's champion and the fortunes of his journey." At that there was such applause you might have thought me the best-liked man in the dominion.

I looked at Elspeth, but she averted her eyes.
As we left the table I stepped beside Grey.

"You must come with me," I whispered.