Mossflower Redwall 2 Brian Jacques

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to try another angle. Stretching luxuriously, she yawned and snuggled deep in the big cushioned chair.
I ll bet you two are tired. Mmmm, wouldn t it be nice to lie down on a bed of clean fresh straw and
sleep for as long as you please? You can, too. It s quite simple, really. Just tell me about your friends who
they are, where they live, and so on. I won t harm them, you have my word. They ll thank you for it later
when they are truly free. What do you say?
Ferdy blinked hard, fighting back sleep. Our friends are already free from you.
Tsarmina controlled her mounting temper by burying her claws in a russet apple. That s as may be.
But consider your own position. You two aren t free, and you re not likely to be, until you get some sense
into your heads and answer my questions. D you hear me?
The wildcat s threats fell upon deaf ears. Ferdy and Coggs lay with their heads resting against each
other, nodding slightly as they snored. They were both fast asleep.
Cludd touched them gently with his spearbutt. Huh, it beats me why you don t string em both up
and give em a taste of your claws, Milady. That d soon make them talk.
Tsarmina s voice was tinged with heavy sarcasm. You would think that, thickhead. How long d you
suppose they d last with that treatment? These two are valuable hostages. Carry them down to the cells and
lock them up for the night. We ll see if they are hungry enough to talk business tomorrow.
Gingivere heard the sound of an upstairs door opening. Someone was coming.
It was Cludd, accompanied by Ashleg and Fortunata. A key turned in the lock of the cell to the
wildcat s immediate left. He heard Cludd s voice giving orders.
Right. One in here, and one in the cell on the other side of the prisoner whose name must not be
mentioned by Milady s order. They must be kept apart.
When the trio had departed, Gingivere reflected upon this new development. Whoever the prisoners
were, he knew that Chibb the robin would be interested next time he visited Kotir.
Chapter 18
Young Dinny the mole knocked upon Bella s study door with his heavy digging claw.
Hello, who is it? Gonff s voice rang out from within.
Hurr, it be Young Din. Miz Goody sent oi with these yurr viddles furr ee.
Martin opened the door and admitted the mole balancing a tray of food. Young Dinny blinked. The
inside of the study was a mass of dust, scrolls, open drawers and general confusion. As Bella took the tray
from the mole, Gonff leaped upon him from the desktop. They rolled about together on the floor, wrestling
and hugging each other at the same time. Gonff laughed joyfully.
Young Din, where ve you been keeping yourself, me old diggin mate?
Dinny gained the upper paw and sat on Gonff. Wurr you m been, zurr Gonffen? You m a-getten
fatter, hurr.
Gonff introduced his mole friend to Martin while struggling to heave Dinny off. Matey, this is Young
Dinny, the strongest mole in Mossflower.
The young mole allowed Gonff to get up. He smiled modestly as he shook paws with Martin.
Naw, oi baint the strongest. Moi owd granfer Dinny, ee be the moightiest mole in these yurr parts,
even tho ee seen many summers. Oi be onored to meet ee, Marthen.
Martin took an instant liking to the friendly mole. They sat and shared the food while Bella explained
the nature of the search.
Dinny gazed around at the masses of dusty scrolls littering the room. Oi d best lend a paw or winter ll
be upon uz afore ee foinds owt.
The search was proving long and fruitless. Cupboards were turned out, the desk emptied, shelves were
scoured without success. The bulk of the scrolls were mainly old Brockhall records. Some were Bella s
recipes, others dealt with woodland lore none of them filed in any system. Bella brushed dust from her
coat and sighed.
I m afraid it s all a bit higgledy-piggledy. I ve been meaning to put them in order for some seasons
now, but I never had time to get around to it.
Martin banged his paw on the desktop in frustration. If only we knew ex & oof!
A secret drawer shot out from the desk, catching the warrior mouse heavily in his stomach. He sat [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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