"The cramps will get worse.What were you going to do when you got the trunks open?" "Just steal, is all. Anything we could see that we-"

"Notch eight!"

Both men screamed as the air was crushed out of their lungs. Wolf was suffering too, for Dolores had her fingernails buried in his arm.

Che managed to croak, "Tell Pablo!"

"Notch five," said the motherly fiend, smiling sweetly. "Keep talk-ing."

Pablo was waiting at the third villa north. He was to be notified when all three strangers had been drugged, bound, gagged, and blindfolded-and the trunks opened. Che and Gustavo had been sternly warned not to help themselves to anything, because the contents might be dangerous, but Senor Pablo, cautious soul, would stay away until all the booby-traps had been removed.

"And if we had refused to open the chests?"

Che's teeth started chattering. "We were to persuade you."

Wolf felt less guilty then-torture his wife, would they? Megan asked more questions, but obtained nothing except a vague description of Pablo.They had reached the end of the road. "I think that's all they can tell us," she said in Chivian. "They're trash, expendable."

Dolores nodded agreement.

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rooms? I'll be right back."Wolf strode around to the front door, which opened onto a courtyard decorated with flowering bushes and some palm trees. Theoretically it was well illuminated by the flames of seven or eight torches on poles flanking the path. Che had insisted that these were a necessary precaution in this wicked town, but Wolf had noted several places where trees blocked the view of the stockade from the house, so a limber and well-prepared intruder could shimmy over the top and approach unseen through the dense shadows of the shrubbery. He did not doubt that Don Ruiz de Rojas was aware of this.

Here the growl of the sea was fainter and the racket of Sigisa en-joying itself much louder. Wolf walked down to the gate, slid back the bolts, and opened the flap a handsbreadth. Revelers were singing their way along the road, and the grog shop directly across from him was doing an uproarious business, complete with drums and trumpets. Near his feet, a man sat on the dirt with his back against the wall, mumbling happily to himself.

A faint shadow solidified into deeper blackness, only the whites of his eyes showing.

"All well?" Flicker asked.

"Very well. And you?"

"All present."

"No other watchers?"

"There was one."

Wolf did not ask. "Bring them, then."

A few moments later, he stepped aside to admit Serpent-night, Heron-jade, Blood-mirror-walks, Pulse-obsidian, Duff, Hick, Peterkin, and Will. The last four were sailors he had bought away from Glorious.Flicker followed and shot the bolts behind him. All nine had enjoyed a night and a day ashore at Dark Chamber expense and brought a strong smell of rum with them, but Flicker would have kept them operational. Duff had been the man in the gutter. Heron-jade carried a limp form draped over his shoulder.

"Do we need to tie him up?" Wolf whispered as the eagle warrior slid his load to the grass.

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point of honor to hit once and only once. Killing is regarded as shoddy work."

"Come then." Wolf led his troops into the house, avoiding the kitchen. Che and Gustavo might hear voices, if they were still capable of hearing anything, but they must not be allowed to see faces.

First in Chivian, then Tlixilian, he explained what had happened so far.

"And now what?" asked Blood-mirror-walks, ever the leader.

Dolores came in and smiled at everybody, but she still looked wan.

"How are they?"Wolf asked.

"Che is giggling happily," she said, coming close to him. "Gustavo is worried by the alligators.We gagged them both, just to be on the safe side."

He nodded and turned his attention back to the Tlixilians. "What next, you ask? The enemy will meet violence with violence. If we do nothing, then they'll wait until tomorrow night ...probably. Unless someone panics and acts without waiting for the leader's say-so." He re-peated that in Chivian for the sailors. "But since we now know where Pablo is, it would be easier just to go and deal with them there.What do you all think?" Again he translated.

The men's smiles were enough answer. Peterkin and Will were nat-ural fighters, almost on a par with the Tlixilians for ferocity. Hick and Duff were less aggressive but enjoying the skulduggery so far.

"Wolf !" Dolores said. "No! Defending yourself against intruders is one thing. Storming somebody else's house is a crime.There may be in-nocent people there, too,Wolf! It will be murder."

He conceded the point reluctantly, for he had his dander up."I can-not seriously believe that our friend Pablo is merely spending a quiet evening visiting friends, waiting for Che's message. But I suppose it's possible. There may be innocent people in Sigisa. Let us see if we can provoke the others into doing something stupid."

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8.Aband of revelers reeling along a street was a common enough sight in Sigisa. In this case one was so drunk that he was being carried by an-other, a very large man.When they had progressed three gates from their starting point, Wolf ran a golden key over the timbers and heard bolts click. He peered inside.The courtyard was dark, but candles glimmered in windows, and he thought he heard a rumble of male voices, although he could not be sure.

He stepped back and Heron-jade went in just far enough to unload his burden, who was starting to move and make noises. Che and Gus-tavo were allowed to proceed on their own, weaving and groping into the dark yard.Wolf closed and locked the gate.

"Let's hope they enjoy the party." He led his army home.

They were gambling that the unknown Pablo would panic.This was the second time he had failed and the hour was late to go crawling to his superiors for fresh instructions. He must be under pressure to learn what the insolent visitors kept in their well-guarded chests before they had time to hide it or spend it.

Now they had annulled four of his men and made him look stupid. Working for an unscrupulous gang boss, heoughtto be panicking.

Back at the hacienda, Wolf opened the weapons chest and handed out swords. The jaguar warriors accepted eagerly, but Heron-jade re-fused, scowling and holding up a cudgel he had acquired from some-where.Why argue with results?

"Kill or take prisoners?" Blood-mirror-walks asked, trying a few swings.

"Take prisoners if you can."

"We can.You will claim their precious jewels?"

Wolf suppressed thoughts of the butcher block in the kitchen."Not unless you can explain how it is done."

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"I'd better explain these," he said, pulling out a roll of tangle mats. "They have been blessed?"

Blood-mirror-walks demanded, but he put the question to Heron-jade. The big man nodded, squinting at them suspiciously."Spider webs."

"That's a fair description,"Wolf admitted. "Put them away!" Blood-mirror-walks said contemptuously.

"You have warriors here.You do not need such trash."

"Very well.Then let's inspect our perimeter. Flicker, Duff, will you keep an eye on the front while the rest of us take a look at the ocean side?"Wolf led the way out to the veranda.There was no light there ex-cept the stars, but a faint golden haze on the horizon showed where the moon would soon rise. He waited a moment for his eyes to adjust. "I took a look at the stockade earlier, and I didn't see any weak places where-"

"I can see five already," Blood-mirror-walks said at his shoulder. "No, I meant places where a man or a boy could-" "I know what you mean,Wild-dog-by-the-spring.You see the foot - prints beside that bush?" He pointed at an inky patch halfway between the house and the beach. "No."Wolf could barely see the bush. "I do. Yours and a bigger man in sandals. Leave this fight to your jaguars. Serpent-night, inspect the fence. Pulse-obsidian, the bushes." His tone softened as he looked up at the eagle warrior."Taker of Four Cap-tives, to have you as lookout would honor us all."

"The honor will be mine, terror of the dark." "What signal will you give us?" "If they come by the street-" Heron-jade cheeped like a small bird. "Along the beach-"Two cheeps. Wolf doubted such a signal could be audible far enough away to be useful, but Blood-mirror-walks said, "Is good." The big man shrugged and went back indoors. Wolf made a last feeble effort to exert authority."Where is he off to?" The youth shrugged his oversized shoulders. "You will tell an eagle how to watch?" "No, nor a jaguar how to hunt." However nimble, a Blade was out- 271.

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classed in this situation by true warriors spiritually reinforced. "Where do you want the rest of us?"

"You and your women will be bait. Laugh. Drink. Be seen. Keep your men inside the house, out of sight.They will not be needed."

"None of them?"

"None of them.They blunder around making too much noise.Also they smell like Hairy Ones."

"That leaves only three of you to patrol the grounds, front and back,"Wolf protested.

"One of us would be plenty. Now go."

As it please Your Majesty!Wolf did as he was told, gathering Dolores, Megan, and some wine on the veranda for a make-believe victory cel-ebration, trusting that the enemy would see them but did not know about their allies. Flicker and the sailors stood guard indoors, furious at being kept out of the coming fight. The moon was rising in splendor, unrolling a golden swatch across the ocean.

Wolf had trouble laughing convincingly when enemies with cross-bows might be prowling the darkness.

Even the wine helped little, be-cause he was warded by the inquisitors'"party-trick" conjuration, which was a sash worn next the skin. It would hold off drunkenness but not alcoholic poisoning, so users who overindulged would learn so when they dropped dead. Its spirituality gave him a dull headache.

As the night wore on, bats whirled and squeaked overhead, the rau-cous revelry of Sigisa subsided, the sea drummed untiringly, and the bait saw nothing at all of their four Tlixilian defenders. Wolf struggled against growing worries that they had simply departed, abandoning the Chivians in some bizarre Tlixilian practical joke, or in revenge for some slight against their warriors' honor.

"Dawn can't be far off," Dolores said at last.

"I am ready for bed," Megan agreed.

"Or should we simply slide to the floor in drunken stupors? This partying won't be convincing if we fall asleep." Dolores yawned and her husband's jaw began to ache horribly.

"You're right," he said. "Perhaps the enemy is just waiting for us to retire so they can-"

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A bird tweeted right behind him. He jumped and peered around. His companions were doing the same.There were no birds present.

"I think that was our sentry's signal," he said. "One quack means they are coming by land."

"Spiritual ventriloquism?" Dolores was alert again."How does hedothat?"

"Ask him when Blood-mirror-walks isn't around and he may tell you. A toast to victory!" Wolf poured wine. The bird tweeted twice more at his back, causing his hand to twitch and spill some, but this time he did not turn. "And they are also coming by sea."

Then it cheeped three times.

He raised his glass and they drank to victory. "Tell us another of those funny stories of yours, Megan."

She laughed tinnily. "I think my sense of humor just dried up." "Then tell about the first time you set eyes on Dolores. How old was she?"

"Not fair!" Dolores complained.

They were all trying not to watch the lawn. It was bathed in moon-light, and the isolated puddles of shadow did not seem large enough to hide a rabbit. The stockade was a saw-edge of darkness against the sil-ver ocean. Surely nothing could creep up on them unseen from that di-rection? What was happening at the front? And what had three chirps meant?

"A few minutes old," Megan said,"still bloody and crying.The mid-wife handed her to me in a blanket. I know nothing of her past."

"As long as I still have a future," Dona Dolores muttered.

"Well, as Grand Master always says-"

"If you mention that man just once more I will make myself a widow."

So they babbled.Wolf managed not to stare, but he thought he was keeping a fair watch out of the corner of his eye, yet he saw nothing untoward before he heard a half-stifled cry, only one, seemingly from behind a tree in the middle of the lawn.

"What was that?" Now they were free to look openly, but there was still nothing to see.

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"Probably a bat," Megan said and stretched. "I did enjoy the party, Sir Wolf.We must do it again some time, but now I-"

Dolores said,"Eeek!"

Blood-mirror-walks walked up the step to the veranda dragging two bodies, his fingers locked in their hair. He dropped them at Wolf's feet like a cat offering mice.

"All done, Wild-dog-by-the-spring." He did not even seem out of breath.

"Excellent work,Taker of Three Captives. Just two of them?"

"Eight this side. Four at the front.This one"-he kicked the larger, older man-"they called Pablo. I only throttled him, so he will wake soon. In case you want to torture him.What shall we do with the rest?"