He had no interest in them, either; he rode on into the town, onto its cobblestone streets sloping down to the harbor. I took care of it. A squirrel chittered at them from a branch overhead, and from somewhere came the sharp drumming of a woodpecker. No one paid any more attention to them going out than they had coming in.
Loial looked abashed, and the captain visibly calmed himself. No doubt he had another dagger there. He has to. Hurin gaped at them openly, and Rand felt like staring himself.
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