"I know you now."
"What do you know, wild man?"
Stark said quietly, "You are a Rama."
She did not answer at once. Then she said, "I was bred in these deserts. Is it so strange that I should know of this well?"
"Strange that you didn't mention it before. You were afraid, weren't you, that if you led me here your secret would come out? But it was that, or die."
He leaned forward, studying her.
"If you had led me straight to the well, I might not have wondered. But you had to stop and remember, how the halls were built and where the doorways were that led to the inner court. You lived in this place when it was whole. And no one, not even Kynon himself, knows of it but you."
"You dream, wild man. The moon is in your eyes."
Stark shook his head slowly. "I know."
She laughed, and stretched her arms wide on the sand.