Their answers were out on the Drop, at which they had so far done no more than look. He was wearing a red collar this afternoon—on him it looked baleful rather than jaunty. Why are those lines on my face? you wonder. “They’ll all be down come Reap, won’t they?” Alain asked.
“Go on, Roland. “Yes, indeed,” Cuthbert said. “COME, REAP!”“COME, REAP!” they cried back to her. From the momentary widening of those eyes, he thought that she felt it, too.
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