“You’ll what?” she said at last. “You dragged me about all them years and had me livin’ in a bloody grave so you could buy me a house in Paphlas?”
“Now then,” said Gaur-van, wagging a finger. “Now then, me girl. I mean, this is a big thing, and I’ve got power now. I have. He woke it up in me. I mean, look, we got the gods’ own servant under our thumb—”
“If you think,” cut in Meinze, firing her words like arrows. “If you think for one moment I have trailed along with you and put up with that foreign devil and his evil cronies and his schemes and watched you turnin’ into some mad monster just so I could have a house in Paphlas.... Well, I never knew you thought so little of me!”
Gaur-van lowered his head. “You’re not your usual self, girl. You be nice and quiet now, like you usually are.”
