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One early morning, as the Huntress neared the half, Reynolds and Depape came downstairs together from the second floor of the Travellers’ Rest. th wheels, and the boy gunslinger thinks The Lady of Shadows without knowing why he thinks it, or what it means. and looking once at the turnpike embankment to make sure Roland wasn’t there, looking down at them. “Might we have a word with you, Eldred?” Clay Reynolds asked.

Outside there was a rattle of firecrackers (young folks could never wait until the big day; if they had crackers 13Cuthbert—not the most sanguine of personalities in any situation—grew more and more impatient as the day brightened toward true dawn. In any case, it’s too late. I liked the idea of the quest—loved it, in fact—but I had no interest in either Tolkien’s sturdy peasa