During this he kept his eyes on her face, watchful of any reaction, waiting for her to wake and scream in terror ... but there was nothing, just the f...int expiration of breath from her lips. Thinking she was deep in a dream, he became bolder and, with the fingertips of both hands, reached down to peel back the sheet and light continental quilt which covered his sister as she slept.He had to stand to take back the bedclothes, and did it slowly so as not to wake her ... and also to heighten his. Now, we were in an interesting position. We had over $3,000 in gold to transport back to St. Louis. That was something on the order of 140 ounces or 8¾-9 pounds of gold. That does not seem like a lot of weight, but try carrying that much weight in a pocket. It seemed like the most practical solution was to put the gold bars in a valise and hand-carry it with us on the train. That way, we could keep the valise with us at all times and keep it from wandering off with somebody else.We had decided. I think I was half through the forest when I came on a crossing. I checked to the right and left, but I noticed that I was still alone in here.So, I just walked on until I reached the edge of the forest. The path was now going on into an open field. It was a wide open grassy area, but you could see many people sitting on it. Probably, people that didn't like the sand too much, so they had here an area where they could be sunning and playing on a more comfortable underground.When I walked on, I. It is said that once there were fair cities and fields beyond where caravans came and went to trade. Now it is the forest of Grod. He does not let men pass through his land." Who is this Grod? Does he have many stout men that he can bar all the trails?" Ranulf's hand dropped to the pommel of his sword, and his lips curled in an eager grin."No men," she mumbled, and they had to lean close to hear. "No men. He needs them not. The cold of winter, the snows and storms he commands to guard his land.