I alwayspity the afflicted. Lord Walder had refused to allow him in thehall. We shouldn't do that. It seemed as though he had been walking half his life.
Since thetime he could walk, his left arm had been his shield arm, no more. He walked off stiff-legged. A troupe of Pentoshi tumblersperformed cartwheels and handstands, balanced platters on their bare feet, andstood upon each other's shoulders to form a pyramid. He needed Lord Walder andhis bridge then, and he needs them even more now.
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