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.So much more startling thanwhite, blue, green—all the others.But the information you sent.Well, the Crown thought the matterwarranted serious attention, and I'm serious as sin on Sunday, Deputy.""I can see that," Myre replied, eyeing his collar and guns again."I seen a lot of colors come through herein my life, but I ain't never seen a priest in a red collar."Bannick shrugged, "Exorcism tends to have a flare for the dramatic, that's all." He hoped thisconversation would end soon.He lightly touched the pin that held his high collar closed—a bronzesquare inside a gold circle, inside a silver triangle.The triangle was the symbol of the Goddess, theSacred Mother.The circle symbolized all of Her creations.The square represented the soul, thatpriceless gift granted to all Her children."Shall we get on then?" Bannick finally asked."Of course, my apologies.I'm afraid you'll get worse idgits than me gawking and jawing," Myre said,smiling sheepishly as he settled his hat back on his graying hair."We'll get you settled then I'll take youon up to that damned cave." He looked Bannick up and down again."I'm thinking I don't need to ask ifyou can ride."Bannick grinned briefly, a rare moment of real levity."You'd be thinking right." Resettling his saddlebags,he followed Myre off the platform, out of the sad little train station, to where two horses were hitchedjust outside.Putting his saddle bags in place, settling his satchel so it fell across his chest and hung out ofthe way of his guns, he swung up into the saddle and looked to Myre."Lead the way, Deputy."Myre swung his horse around and rode off, talking about the town, which was quite a bit larger thanBannick had remembered it being when he was all of ten.His attention was briefly caught by a brightblue and green sign hanging over a little shop that could afford a large, fancy picture window of realglass.That was a gamble in a place just barely this side of civilized.The sign read All Things Alchemical.More surprising still, right below it was the Goddess Symbol, which meant the alchemist in the shop wasskilled enough to make things like his special bullets.That was right interesting.He had not expected to see such a shop all the way out here.That would beuseful if this problem proved to be even half as bad as the main office feared—and they thought itpretty bad indeed if they had recalled him early from his annual leave.They finally stopped in front of a tidy little clapboard house with a large sign attached to the front thatsaid Molly's Boardinghouse in blue painted letters."Honey!" Myre called as they strode inside."I’m backwith the Priest!"A moment later, a woman appeared in a doorway at the end of the long, wide front hall.She was plumpand tidy, her graying hair pulled back in a neat bun.Her eyes widened slightly as she took in Bannick, butunlike Myre, she recovered himself almost immediately."I see the train was on time for once," shecommented, wiping her hands on a cloth."It's good to meet you, Father.We appreciate you coming soquickly."6Dire Straits by Megan DerrBannick touched the brim of his hat."Ma'am.Name's Bannick, you don't need to be so formal.It's niceof you to put me up while I'm here.I'll do my best to fix your problem quickly and without fuss."She smiled, and Bannick thoughtshe must have been quite the belle in her young days."My name'sKate, you may call me that.You hungry, Bannick?"Is the sky blue?" Bannick asked with a smile.Laughing, Kate waved them off and vanished back through the door from which she had first come.Myre led Bannick through to a large dining room, obviously meant to feed a large number of boarders ata time."Kate and I met when I first rolled into town a lifetime ago.Her mother, Molly, was still in chargethen.I met Kate and decided to find work in town instead of moving on to the coast like I'd meant.Onlydecision smarter than that was marrying Kate."Bannick smiled and hung his hat up on a hook by the door.He combed a hand through his curls in afutile effort to neaten them, sighing as he look in a little bit of glass hung on the wall.Then he took offhis frock coat and hung it up alongside his hat.Last, he removed his gun belt, but rather than put it bythe door, he set it next to him on the bench as they sat at the long table [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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