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wire rimmed glasses eschewing even physical therapy for her dim eyes. Fap me for my green age but thats what Im saying, hes murdered us all. Yermak thinned his face in disbelief at their density. Richard saddened into silence looked down at his thumb and four fingers resting on the beaten oak veneer. He could not forget the grim determination of the pds face accusing and angry; now this. He tried to remember Goldsmiths last words to him and could not. Perhaps he should have specked the change. He was tired. Still shuddered from the rough morning. I wish to say Ah, fry that! Yermak spat, leaping away from the table and knocking his chair back with a clatter. Fap me my green and knock my words, I knew he had it in him, the fart. Raspberry. Say I to concern. 8k down, Jacob Welsh ordered. Yermak righted his chair and sat eyeshifting, nose aimed like a dog under his trainers whistle. Pardon my friends enthusiasm but he has an overstated point. I will admit, Ultrima said, Goldsmith has not charmed much lately. Nor shown his face. He killed them, Richard said. He was one of us and he killed them. Are we not concerned for our own? Not one of me. I am one, Yermak said, face contorted. May I quote the fart, I do not aspire. I be. Youve read and memorized, Ultrima accused with a glow smile. We have all, Yermak said at Welshs nod. I regret my callow. Richard, we admire your concern and age but it hardly matters that Goldsmith has done. He abandoned us even while he walked here, left us behind for the adulation of the combs, and no shady can ever respect him again, not even you. He was a friend, Richard said. He was a whore, Welsh said, demonstrating again that the unseen rope between himself and Yermak carded more than physical tension. Richard looked around the small group. Two who had not spoken yet, sisters Elayne and Sandra Sandhurst, seemed content to sip their tea and listen warily. Richard saw in Welshs and Yermaks eyes something he should have sensed already; here was anger that had not existed before he brought the news. Here was fear that their connection with Goldsmith would bring them trouble from the pd and the dty from where the power really lay in this landthe combs, the therapied. + Madame de Roche said it wouldnt be but the pd may not share her opinion. I have already been accused. Perhaps again? Sharp and dear: quicksand harassment isolation pain. Ive avoided these pictures since Gina and Dione. + Ive been asleep fifteen years. The sharp awareness faded and he closed his eyes for a moment bowing his head. He was a friend, Richard repeated. Your friend, Yerinak observed with false calm. Richard is our friend, Elayne Sandhurst said. Of course, Yermak agreed irritated they might believe he thought otherwise. He glanced reprovingly at Richard. + Thinks I bring discord weaken his place. Their places here are all so weak. They feel helpless. My apologies, Richard said. Apologizing for what? Jacob Welsh asked abruptly. Were certainly not sorry you told us. We are never sorry to have our opinions confirmed. Sandra Sandhurst lowered her knitting to her lap and drew her lips together. + Norn in judgment; only valid judgment the cutting of our threads. He is a world famous writer, and we all knew him. He was good to all of us. Yermak raspberried again. He slummed, condescended. Elayne said, He did not slum. Yermak stood up and knocked his chair down again. Such drama, Elayne said. She turned away disdainfully. Fap you, Vermak said blithely. Jacob Welsh leaned his head back and stretched. Weve had enough, my friend, he warned Yermak with barely concealed approval. Two upheavals are quite enough. I will not sit again not with these, Yermak said. Time to leave then. Welsh stood. Your news is useful, Richard, and I suppose thats enough. Your loyalty is admirable but we do not share it. I dont think its loyalty, Richard said. If hes murdered he should be therapied But we dont therapy even our worst enemies, Richard, Yermak intoned,