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Pasco Acalon stood on the beach, his jaw hanging open

Sandry drew rein beside hiic?" she asked

He started with surprise—he had not heard her ride up—and bowed hastily "Lady, es She was once a captain of the Provost’s Guard If she never heard of a thing, then how can it exist? This, this was just luck, pure and simple It had to turn sometime Whatever drove the fish off—,"

A burly rin on his dark face

He grabbed Pasco’s hands and folded them around a leather pouch "Well, lad, you did the trick" He looked at the boats, shaking his head "This day’s work puts food on our plates through Death’s Night, once it’s smoked And Gran says the charh to make up e’ve lost this year" He thumped Pasco on the shoulder, bowed quickly to Sandry, then strode back toward the workers

The boy poured the contents of the bag into his palasped "Five silver crescents!" he cried "Master Netmender, you said only one crescent!"

"It’s bad luck to underpay a e," the fisherreedy next year! Hi, Osa, be careful with that basket!"

"Mage?" whispered Pasco "Next year?"

"Well?" Sandry asked the boy, nudging him with a booted foot as he continued to stare at the boats "I know ic when I see it So do these people You need proper training, before your power starts breaking out in ways you don’t want it to And it will Power’s funny that way"

"Power or none, it don’t loo your pardon If I was a harrier-e, that would please theic, it’s still dancing, get it? The moon’ll drop plumb out of the sky afore my family lets me dance for my supper"

"Explain it to the ih a lot today, but surely he could see as right under his nose He acted as if he were to ignore his power long enough, it would go away "Surely theyodd about you by now"