For the first time since I was a child, I was on the verge of tears. I had long ago learned to imprison my emotions. The fortress I had built to hold ...hem was put under tremendous strain. I could feel the iron bars of my will begin to bend and buckle. The pressure of too many buried feelings began to build. The walls of my fortress began to crack. I could almost hear the splintering wood. With great effort, I was able to gain control of myself. I couldn't lose control now. My very life was at. " Thanks, I owe you one." No you don't, in a way you've already done me a big favour."I decided to let that one float away.We worked on until lunch and then decided that was as much as we couldachieve for now.Sam would have to go back to Bangkok and make the changes we had agreedand then we would see what else needed to be done. I managed to get heron an earlier flight and we went up the airport together. I had reallyenjoyed working with her and she said she felt the same. I asked if shehad. One of the gypsies said in an Eastern Europeanaccent, "You can have three wishes but what is the category of wishesyou desire? You must choose between wishes of spirit, power, or health."Ronnie asked, "Can you explain each category?" The gypsy woman said,"Wishes of spirit help you bring back the dead, a dead relative or evena dead dog or cat. Wishes of power give you mental power over others,people will do or become whatever you desire from them. Wishes of healthmake the terrible pain in parts. "Would you rather be a slave than dead?" No! I mean, yes! Hey, look, fellows. I ain't done nothing to you. Lemme go, and I swear by old Kathool Himself that I won't tell anybody about you. I'll even do better'n that." The little thief's words tumbled out as fast as he could speak as he felt the keen edge of Shantar's knife increase its pressure ever so slightly against his throat. "I know a way you can get past the priests and their spies to wherever it is that you're heading." We're going to.