470Harry Turtledove No. Garivald had to answer that. I doubt that the descendantsof these men, if any still live, have the slightest notion of what they did. He swigged from his water bottle.
Lurcanio laughed again, and shook his head. Whence came the long delay? How do you know you can trust me? You don't, Fernao replied. Then he rose and bowed him-self out of the audience chamber. Hismother, Laitsina, carried a bowl of stew.
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