Maskull looked at the phaen slowly. "In Ifdawn I met someone else
from Matterplay--a young man called Digrung. I absorbed him."

"You can't be telling me this out of vanity."

"It was a fearful crime. What will come of it?"

Leehallfae gave a curious, wrinkled smile. "In Matterplay he will
stir inside you, for he smells the air. Already you have his
eyes.... I knew him.... Take care of yourself, or something more
startling may happen. Keep out of the water."

"This seems to me a terrible valley, in which anything may happen."

"Don't torment yourself about Digrung. The valleys belong by right
to the phaens--the men here are interlopers. It is a good work to
remove them."

Maskull continued thoughtful. "I say no more, but I see I will have
to be cautious. What did you mean about my helping you with my
luck?"

"Your luck is fast weakening, but it may still be strong enough to
serve me. Together we will search for Threal."

"Search for Threal--why, is it so hard to find?"

"I have told you that my whole life has been spent in the quest."

"You said Faceny, Leehallfae."