Why did he not tell it? His father, who kept the racehorses, must be a magistrate too like Saurin's father and Nasty Roche's father. Two boys were standing in the shelter of a doorway, smoking, and before he reached them he had recognised Heron by his voice. Still, all this while, nothing more passed between us save that Flora had let her foolish fern again drop to the ground. 10/04/01*END* This etext was prepared by Col Choat colchoat@gutenberg.