"We can take solace in the fact that it earned him no profit. He has wasted his investment. Now hold still. I must tend to this wound."
"There be no time for that. We must get back to my house. I must get my bones."
"I said be still."
"We must hurry."
Zedd scowled up at her. "We will go back when I am finished, but the horse is exhausted; she must be walked. I will walk and let you ride, if you give me no further trouble. Now be still or we will be here the whole night quibbling."
By the time they reached Adie's house, dawn was breaking, offering a cold, weak light. It was a sad sight. The skrin had splintered the place apart. Adie disregarded the leaning, holed walls as she rushed inside, stepping over debris, picking up bones, holding them in the crook of her other arm, as she worked her way toward the corner where they had last seen the round, carved bone.
Zedd was inspecting the ground outside when he heard her calling to him.
"Come help me find the round bone, wizard."
He stepped over a fallen beam. "I don't expect you will find it."
She pushed a board aside. "It be here somewhere." She stopped, looking back over her shoulder. "What do you mean, you don't expect we will find it?"
"Someone has been here."
She looked around at the ruin. "You be sure?"
Zedd waved his arm vaguely toward where he had been studying the ground. "I saw a footprint, over there. It isn't ours."
She let the bones in her arm drop to the floor. "Who?"
He laid his hand on a beam that hung from the ceiling, its end resting on the floor. "I don't know, but someone has been here. It looks to be a woman's boot, but it isn't yours. I suspect she will have taken the round bone."
Adie pawed through the rubble in the corner, searching. At last she stopped. "You be right, old man. The bone be gone." She turned, seeming to inspect the very air with her white eyes. "Banelings," she hissed. "You be wrong about the Keeper wasting his effort."
"I fear you are right." Zedd brushed his hand clean on the side of his leg. "We had better get away from here. Far away."
Adie leaned toward him, her voice low but firm. "Zedd, we must have that bone. It be important for the veil."
"They have covered their trail with magic. I don't have any idea where they went. I only saw one footprint. We must be be away from here; the Keeper might expect us to return. I will cover our trail also. They will not know where we are going."
"You be so sure about that? The Keeper seems to know where we be, and sends his minions for us at will."
"He tracked us by the necklaces we wore. He will be blind to us for the time being. But we must get away from here. He may have eyes watching, the same eyes that took the bone."
Her head sunk lower as she closed her eyes. "Forgive me, Zedd, for endangering you so. For being a fool."
"Nonsense. No one knows everything. You can't expect to walk through life without stepping in the muck now and again. The important thing is to maintain your footing when you do, and not fall on your face and make it worse."
"But that bone be important!"
"It is gone. We can do nothing about it now. At least we foiled the Keeper; he didn't get us. But we must be away from here."
Adie bent to pick up the bones she had dropped. "I will hurry."
"We can't take anything, Adie," he said quietly.
She straightened. "I must take my bones. Some of them be important. Some have powerful magic."
Zedd took up her thin hand. "Adie, the Keeper knew where we were by one of the bones. He's been watching you. We can't know if he would recognize any of these, too. We must leave them, but we can't risk having someone else taking them; they must be destroyed."
Her mouth worked for a moment before she found words. "I will not leave them. They be important. They were extremely difficult to obtain. It took me years to find some of them. The Keeper could not have marked them. He could not know the trouble I went to."
Zedd patted her hand. "Adie, he wouldn't have placed one he wanted you to have, to mark you, right in your path. He would have made you struggle for it, so you would value it and keep it close."
She yanked her hand back. "Then he could have marked anything!" She pointed. "How do you know this horse was not given by a baneling?"
Zedd gave her a level look. "Because it was not the one offered. I took another."
Tears welled up in her eyes. "Please, Zedd," she whispered. "They be mine. They be how I was going to reach my Pell."
"I will help you get your message to your Pell. I have given you my word, but this is not the way to do it; it hasn't worked yet. I'll help you find a new way."
She limped a step closer to him. "How?"
He regarded her stricken face with sympathy. "I have a way to bring spirits through the veil for a brief time, to speak with them. Even if I can't bring Pell through, I might be able to get a message to him. But Adie, you must listen to me; we can't do it now. We must wait until the veil is closed."
Her trembling fingers touched his arm. "How? How can such a thing be done?"
"It can be done. That is all you must know."
"Tell me." Her fingers tightened on his arm. "I must know you speak the truth. I must know it can be done."
He weighed the decision a long moment. He had used the wizard's rock his father had given him to call the spirits of his father and mother to himself, but they had told him explicitly not to call them again until this was finished, or they would risk tearing the veil apart. Using the rock in such a fashion was dangerous even in the best of times, and he had been cautioned not to do it except in the gravest circumstances.
Opening a path to the spirits was always a great risk. You never knew what you could be letting through, unintended. Enough dark things were getting through without his helping them.
Even though Adie was a sorceress, this use of the wizard's rock was not for her to know. It was a secret, like many others, that wizards must keep. His heart felt heavy with that responsibility.
"You will have to trust my word that it can be done. I have given my word that I will help you, and when it is safe, I will try."
Her fingers still dug urgently into his arm. "How can such a thing be? Are you sure? How could you know such a thing?"
He straightened his shoulders. "I am a wizard of the First Order."
"But are you sure?"
"Adie, you must take my word. I don't give it lightly. I'm not sure it will work, but I believe it may. Right now the important thing is to use what we know, what you and I know, to stop the Keeper from tearing the veil. It would be wrong to use what I know for selfish reasons and thus endanger the safety of everyone else. Maintaining the veil requires a delicate balance of forces; this could disturb it. It could even be that such a use would tear the veil."
She took her hand from his arm and wiped a stray strand of gray hair from her face. "Forgive me Zedd. You be right. I have studied the cusp between the worlds for most of my life. I should know better. Forgive me."
He smiled as he hugged her around her shoulders. "I am gratified that you hold your vows to be so important. It means that you are a person of honor. There is no better ally than a person of honor."
She looked around her shattered home. "It is just that... I have spent my life gathering these things. I have been their caretaker for so long. Others have entrusted them to me."