“There is no other way,” he said, “no other way possible for—a girl.”
“Lianth, where is Herman?”
He left off pawing over the trail and walked on toward the rim of the Ledge.
“Gone after her.”
“Zirrilëe?”
He nodded.
“But why?”
“Mancha sent him.”
“Why should he take so much trouble? She went where she chose. You heard what the keeper said?”
“Ah!” he cried woundedly, “you women are all against her!”