Jacq had obviously just completed some complicated piece of work, for the other man said admiringly, “You are a marvel, Jacq.” As Katkin watched from her hiding place, Jacq stood, picking up the newborn foal that lay on the ground in front of him with the utmost gentleness, cradling it to his chest. The foal rested perfectly quietly there. Jacq turned, obviously searching for something, and caught sight of Katkin before she could duck behind the dividing wall. His eyes went wide, but he said nothing to her.
Turning quickly back to the other man, he said, “Can you find me a few old rags or something, Henri? I need to get this little fellow cleaned up. See if you can get us some ale from inside while you are at it. Looks like there is a big party going on in the main house.”
“Sure thing. I
