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their backs。
“it’s all right；” sabriel said； though a faint stab of nervousness touched her stomach。 “they’re soldiers from the ancelstierran side—still； i might send the paperwing on its way 。 。 。”
quickly； she checked that they’d taken everything from the cockpit； then laid her hand on the nose of the paperwing； just above its twinkling eye。 it seemed to look up at her as she spoke。
“go now； friend。 i don’t want to risk you being dragged into ancelstierre and taken apart。
fly where you will—to the clayr’s glacier； or； if you care to； to abhorsen’s house； where the water falls。”
she stepped back； and formed the charter marks that would imbue the paperwing with choice； and the winds to lift it there。 the marks went into her whistle； and the paperwing moved with the rising pitch； accelerating along till it leapt into the sky at the peak of the highest note。
“i say！” exclaimed a voice。 “how did you do that？”
sabriel turned to see a young； out…of…breath ancelstierran officer； the single gold pip of a second lieutenant looking lonely on his shoulderstraps。
he was easily fifty yards in front of the rest of the line； but he didn’t seem frightened。 he was clutching a sword and a revolver； though； and he raised both of them as sabriel stepped forward。
“halt！ you are my prisoners！”
“actually； we’re travelers；” replied sabriel； though she did stand still。 “is that colonel horyse i can see behind you？”
jorbert turned half around to have a look； realized his mistake； and turned back just in time to see sabriel and touchstone smiling； then chuckling； then out…and…out laughing； clutching at each other’s arms。
“what’s so funny？” demanded lieutenant jorbert； as the two of them laughed and laughed； till the tears ran down their cheeks。
“nothing；” said horyse； gesturing to his men to encircle sabriel and touchstone； while he went up and carefully placed two fingers on their foreheads—testing the charter they bore within。 satisfied； he lightly shook them； till they stopped their shuddering； gasping laughter。
then； to the surprise of some of his men； he put an arm around each of them and led them back to the crossing point； towards ancelstierre and sunshine。
jorbert； left to cover the withdrawal； indignantly asked the air； “what was so funny？”
“you heard the colonel；” replied regimental sergeant…major tawklish。 “nothing。 that was an hysterical reaction； that was。 they’ve been through a lot； those two； mark my words。”
then； in the way that only rsms have with junior officers； he paused； crushing jorbert pletely with a judicious； and long delayed “sir。”
the warmth wrapped sabriel like a soft blanket as they stepped out of the shadow of the wall； into the relative heat of an ancelstierran autumn。 she felt touchstone falter at her side； and stumble； his face staring blindly upwards to the sun。
“you both look done in；” said horyse； speaking in the kindly； slow tone he used on shellshocked soldiers。 “how about something to eat； or would you rather get some sleep first？”
“something to eat； certainly；” sabriel replied； trying to give him a grateful smile。 “but not sleep。 there’s no time for that。 tell me—when was the full moon？ two days ago？”
horyse looked at her； thinking that she no longer reminded him of his own daughter。
she had bee abhorsen； a person beyond his ken； in such a short time 。 。 。
“it’s tonight；” he said。
“but i’ve been in the old kingdom at least sixteen days 。 。 。”
“time is strange between the kingdoms；”
horyse said。 “we’ve had patrols swear they were out for two weeks； ing back in after eight days。 a headache for the paymaster 。 。 。”
“that voice； ing from the box on the pole；”
touchstone interrupted； as they left the zigzag path through the wire defenses and climbed down into a narrow munication trench。 “there is no charter magic in the box； or the voice 。 。 。”
“ah；” replied horyse； looking ahead to where a loudspeaker was announcing stand…down。 “i’m surprised it’s working。 electricity runs that； mr。
touchstone。 science； not magic。”
“it won’t be working tonight；” sabriel said quietly。 “no technology will be。”
“yes； it is rather loud；” horyse said； in a strong voice。 more softly； he added； “please don’t say anything more till we get to my dugout。 the men have already picked something up about tonight and the full moon 。 。 。”
“of course；” replied sabriel； wearily。 “i’m sorry。”
they walked the rest of the way in silence； slogging along the zigzagging munication trench； passing soldiers in the fighting trenches； ready at their stand…to positions。 the soldier’s conversations stopped as they passed； but resumed as soon as they turned the next zig or zag and were out of sight。
at last； they descended a series of steps into colonel horyse’s dugout。 two sergeants stood guard outside—this time； charter mages from the crossing point scouts； not the regular garrison infantry。 another soldier doubled off to the cookhouse； to fetch some food。 horyse busied himself with a small spirit…burner； and made tea。
sabriel drank it without feeling much relief。
ancelstierre； and the universal forter of its society—tea—no longer seemed as solid and dependable as she had once thought。
“now；” said horyse。 “tell me why you don’t have time to sleep。”
“my father died yesterday；” sabriel said； stony…faced。 “the wind flutes will fail tonight。
at moonrise。 the dead here will rise with the moon。”
“i’m sorry to hear about your father。 very sorry；” horyse said。 he hesitated； then added； “but as you are here now； can’t you bind the dead anew？”
“if that were all； yes； i could；” sabriel continued。
“but there is worse to e。 have you ever heard the name kerrigor； colonel？”
horyse put his tea down。
“your father spoke of him once。 one of the greater dead； i think； imprisoned beyond the seventh gate？”
“more than greater； possibly the great；”
sabriel said bleakly。 “as far as i know； he is the only dead spirit to also be a free magic adept。”
“and a renegade member of the royal family；”
added touchstone； his voice sti