"I am a fool," said the American slowly.
Dandtan smiled. "A very honorable fool! Now get you to Thrala, who deserves to hear the full of this tangle."
So it was that, with Dandtan by his side, Garin walked for the second time down that hallway, to pass the golden curtains and stand in the presence of the Daughter. She came straight from her cushions into his arms when she read what was in his face. They needed no words.
And in that hour began Garin's life in Tav.
Transcriber's Note:
This etext was produced from Fantasy Book Vol. 1 number 1 (1947). Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note.