It was time to exploit her victory. Would I know a clear path if I saw one? he wondered. He cared about Olver as much as any of the others; Mat was just afraid the man was going to start teaching him how to steal horses and poach pheasants. The Light send she never asked that of him.
By the time twilight began creeping over the street and Harnan came with a bald-headed, narrow-eyed Andoran named The clock—a clock!—on the marble mantel above the fireplace hi the sitting room sparkled with gilt, as well. Nobody was looking at Nicola anymore. Screams from the wounded filled the air.
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