"Well, Kim?" Mairelon said. "You do want to come, don't you?"
"Come?" Kim shook herself, thinking, Me, a wizard!, and gave Mairelon a look full of scorn. "Do I look like a looby? Of course I want to come!"
"Good," Mairelon said, relieved. "That's one thing settled. Now, Hunch, about the wagon--"
He half turned, to include his henchman and his brother in his conversation, and Kim stopped listening. She was going back to London. She'd never have to sleep on the streets again as long as she lived, or bear the cold and the nagging hunger. She had escaped Dan Laverham and the looming shadow of the stews for good. She was going to learn real magic, and not just tricks, but proper wizard's training. She was going to stay with the notorious Mademoiselle Renee D'Auber, who might be willing to teach her a thing or two of a different kind. And she was going to be Mairelon's ward. She wasn't quite sure what that would mean, but it was certain to be interesting. She looked at Mairelon, who was arguing with Hunch and Andrew about the passability of some obscure road in Kent, and shook her head. Interesting wouldn't be the half of it. Slowly she began to smile. After this, anything might happen.
Anything at all.
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