Scorched Earth: A Future History of Planet EarthPetrovic, Walter D.
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Scorched Earth: A Future History of Planet Earth
Petrovic, Walter D.
Science fiction
"Good!" said the Cardinal. "Let us go down to my table and write up
the papers!"
He took Boyce back down to his table, and while making their way down
the stairs the Cardinal asked Boyce in what manner he would be able to
pay.
They stopped on the spiral staircase and Boyce took the cask of gold
from his pack and opened it for the Cardinal. The cardinal was amazed
and pleased.
Above them both, Orren looked at the gold with surprise and contempt.
He felt certain that the crow man was not to be trusted.
When the papers were drawn up and Boyce counted out seven hundred gold
bits to the Cardinal, he left Halls Cathedral and headed for the Blue
Mansion, with his key.
Before he made his way up the path to the Mansion, he first stopped at
the inn and had a drink while he waited for Lloyd.
Lloyd soon came into the tavern and sat down with Boyce, at a table.
"Did you buy it?" he asked him.
"It was easier than I thought it would be!" he said, showing him the
key.
Lloyd smiled at Boyce.
"I found our friends' homes and I overheard the younger man, Cassta I
believe it was -- saying to someone that he was getting tired of this
life in Pomperaque and he was planning on moving to the Elkinnii Plains
and live there!"
"Good!" sighed Boyce. "We still may be able to get the numbers that
we need within the city."
"I had seen Mingo, earlier, and he told me that he had convinced a
dozen of his peasant friends and relatives to join us. They are out,
this very moment, looking for more of the oppressed to come in with us."
Boyce smiled with delight. He was happy because he had the Blue
Mansion back and now the throng of peasant farmers that are willing to
risk their lives for Boyce, son of Brook Scullion-Blue.
"If we can get Cassta and Miel to our side, they may just be able to
get for us the Prominants that we need to join us."
Boyce had much hope and belief in his father's friends.
He would truly feel the power of a ruler, if those men served him as
they served his father, he thought.
Cavander approached the two men and asked them if they wanted anything
more to drink, or if maybe they were hungry.
"No!" said Lloyd.
"You can help us, however, if you have some time and friends who would
like some work for a few hours!" inquired Boyce.
"What do you want done?" he sarcastically asked.
Cavander was playing in the way that he was asked to act before Boyce,
treating them as lesser humans.
"Now, Inn Keep. There's no need to bite off our heads!" Boyce
commented. "All I want is some help to move into my new house."
"And what new house may that be, may I ask?"
Lloyd was having a good time listening to the performing that Boyce and
Cavander were doing and a few times he could hardly keep from laughing
a little.
"It is the house on Bimini Hill!" he exclaimed with a proud smile.
Cavander was delighted beyond words when he heard that the heir to
Phoride had successfully reacquired his own estate.
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