" Is it the doctor?" Naw, it's the undertaker. We didn't think it wuz worth wakin' up the doctor fer the short time ya had left." Fuck ya, ya bastard!...Caleb walked over the the now stopped buckboard, and Witty said, "Caleb, say howdy ta Sam Ingles, the undertaker." Howdy, Sam. Pleased ta meet ya, particularly under these circumstances. McBride ain't quite dead, yet. Ya wanna take 'im now, or do ya wanna let 'im die first." Howdy, Caleb. It don't make no never mind ta me. I guess that now I'm. . or how ... was the young man able to leave her? Well, Katharine had believed that their mutual love would be enough and she had not wanted to be as I had described to her, she would have to be. So she was fighting her nature for a couple of years, trying to be the conservative ‘proper woman’ that society said she should be.” Melissande spoke with tones of sadness and humour mixed in.“What happened that made her get over it?” Tanya asked. So many questions running around in her head, but that. To the last person there this morning, it felt as though they were going to have a holiday, no matter how grueling the firearms training might be.Arlene and Ann took one look at the expectant faces and figured it out, causing the young Wing Commander to turn to her Second and say, “Check with the Sergeant and see if there is any possible way we can use a range this morning, preferably all day. Handguns or pulse rifles — anything. Tell him I’ll owe him bigtime.”Fifteen minutes later, a smiling. "You are truly confident of your success then — excellent. I shall arrive momentarily."With that, Zoraster waved his hand to dismiss the magic of the mirror and spoke the words of the spell that would transport him to the necromancer's lair.Zoraster stepped from the pattern and crossed the room to the group of assembled necromancers. Lying upon a table before them was the nude body of a woman. She was attractive, but not overly so. She had the timeworn appearance of one aged beyond her years by.