I was curious to know how Duare had come to the Thorist city of Kapdor,
but her cruel and incomprehensible treatment of me made me hesitate
to evince any further interest in her. Yet presently I realized how
childish was my attitude--how foolish it was of me not to realize that
the strictness and seclusion of her previous life probably accounted
for her frightened and distant manner now--and I asked her to tell me
all that had happened since I had dispatched the angan with her toward
the Sofal and the moment that I had discovered her in the clutches of
Moosko.
"There is not much to tell," she replied. "You will recall how fearful
the angan was of returning to the ship lest he be punished for the
part he had taken in my abduction? They are very low creatures, with
illy developed minds that react only to the most primitive forces of
nature--self preservation, hunger, fear.
"When we were almost above the deck of the Sofal, the angan hesitated
and then turned back toward the shore. I asked him what he was doing,
why he did not continue on and place me aboard the ship; and he replied
that he was afraid. He said they would kill him because he had helped
to steal me.
"I promised him that I would protect him and that no harm would befall
him, but he would not believe me. He replied that the Thorists, who had
been his original masters, would reward him if he brought me back to
them. That much he knew, but he had only my word that Kamlot would not
have him killed. He doubted my authority with Kamlot.
"I pleaded and threatened but all to no purpose. The creature flew
directly to this hideous city and delivered me to the Thorists. When
Moosko learned that I had been brought here he exercised his authority
and claimed me as his own. The rest you know."
"And now," I said, "we must find a way out of Kapdor and back to the
coast. Perhaps the Sofal has not departed. It is possible that Kamlot
has landed a party to search for us."
"It will not be easy to escape from Kapdor," Duare reminded me. "As the
angan brought me here, I saw high walls and hundreds of sentries. There
is not much hope for us."
IV
"OPEN THE GATES!"
"First we must get out of this building," I said. "Do you recall any of
its details as you were brought through it?"
"Yes. There is a long hallway from the front of the building on the
ground floor leading directly to stairs that lie at the back of the
first floor. There are several rooms opening from each side of the
hall. There were people in the two front rooms, but I could not see
into the others as the doors were closed."
"We shall have to investigate, and if there are sounds of life below we
must wait until all are asleep. In the meantime I am going out on the
balcony and see if I can discover some safer way to the ground."
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