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〃Then he sends down a man to learn from the holder。 Or he starts buying the produce; at higher prices; and brings others to see how well this holder is doing with his land。 I mean; how can they be taken in so easily?〃
〃Some of those upland holds are isolated。 Often they don't get to but one Gather a Turn。〃
〃True;〃 Nip sighed。 〃Now; he's very canny about how he insults the Harper Hall; especially if the hold in question has a harper; or is on a well…travelled route。 He's careful with his slanders;〃 and Nip pantomimed a dagger being inserted gently in and then slowly twisted。 〃He gives examples of harper lies and exaggerations。 So he plants the seeds of doubt。 Then he invites the man and his family to e to his next Gather; and sometimes; if the gullible fool believes him; he offers to send men to tend the herd…beasts or the fields; or whatever; while the holder and his family are away。〃 〃So that his men bee familiar with the place。〃
〃Exactly。〃 And Nip took a sip。 〃One man and his family never did get back from that Gather and so Fax has acquired Keogh Hold recently。〃
〃That makes。。。〃
〃Four。〃
〃I see。 Let me take those boots off for you; Nip。 They look soaked。〃 Actually; Robinton had caught sight of the way Nip was shivering despite the wine and the heat。
〃You're the only man I'd allow such a privilege;〃 the irrepressible Nip replied as he lifted his left leg and then placed his right boot on Robinton's butt。 〃I know many people who'd love to have the MasterHarper of Pern on the end of their boot!〃 he added; chuckling; and gave Rob a hefty push … all to help remove his boot; of course。 In spite of Nip's pessimistic report; Fax was quiescent again; seemingly content to ride his extended borders; encouraging; as Nip put it drolly; his dependants to increase their production。
Robinton could not spend all his time worrying about where Fax would go next。 He had the Hall to run; with all its problems and scheduling; especially when the bias against harpers was increasing。
However; when he heard that Nemorth had actually risen in a good mating flight with Simanith; Robinton sent congratulations and had a special visit from F'lon who looked excessively pleased with himself。
〃How did you manage?〃 Robinton asked; pouring two glasses from the Benden wine…skin F'lon had brought to celebrate。
〃First we starved the pair of them。 I never thought a queen dragon could be so difficult。 All the bronzes were needed to snatch anything she killed。 She'd sneak out the Weyr at night to get something to eat。〃
〃Who? Jora or Nemorth?〃
F'lon blinked and then howled with laughter。 〃Actually; I meant Nemorth but I think Jora probably had edibles secreted about the place because we never did manage to get her down to a decent size。 But Nemorth was our prime worry。 Like rider like dragon can be all too true。 But we succeeded in keeping her from doing more than blood the next time she turned bright gold。 My; she was a nasty one in flight;〃 and F'lon shook his head from side to side; with an odd grin on his face。 〃Simanith proved his worth。 Caught her high and did her well。〃 Then he exhaled noisily。
Robinton was hard pressed not to laugh out loud; wondering how F'lon had managed his unwieldy mate on that occasion but there were certain matters one did not discuss; even with such a good friend as F'lon。
〃So; she'll clutch in the winter?〃 〃So long as she does clutch!〃 〃Here's to a triple her last one!〃
〃We'll need every one;〃 F'lon said and downed the wine; breaking the glass in the hearth。 Robinton; though he regretted losing two such fine goblets; followed suit。 〃I'll e for you myself when the Hatching's due。 Both my sons'll stand。〃 Before Robinton figured that the youngest would be only ten; F'lon was out the door。
〃Well; he is the Weyrleader;〃 Robinton murmured。 〃And the dragons will make the right choices。〃 He hoped。
He had another; totally unexpected visit that same seven…day which turned out to have almost as fortuitous a result。
Silvina tapped on the door of his rooms。 〃You've two visitors; Rob;〃 she said; smiling broadly as she pushed the door open wider to admit the guests。
Robinton instantly rose to his feet to greet the arrivals: a grizzled man; and a very gawky shy lad whose eyes were round and so fearful that Robinton increased the warmth in his own smile。 The older man pushed the lad forward with a hand that was missing two fingers。 He nodded with great dignity to the MasterHarper。
〃You wouldn't remember me; likely;〃 he said; 〃but I've never forgotten my cousin; Merelan。〃
The injured hand; the deep voice; the tanned; weathered and faintly familiar face of the man bined with the heavy boots he wore gave Robinton a clue。
〃Rantou?〃 he exclaimed。
〃Aye。〃 A huge grin split the man's face。 〃Rantou from the woods。 Fancy you remembering my name after all these turns。〃
Robinton shook the offered hand vigorously and urged the two to take seats; gesturing to Silvina to bring refreshment。
〃Why; it's been。。。 turns!〃 Robinton said。 〃I do remember that summer; and swimming in the sea and all the cousins I didn't know I had。。。〃
〃Heard Merelan had died a while back;〃 Rantou said; his expression sober。 〃Heard her sing at South Boll Gathers now and then。〃 〃You had a fine voice; or so she often said。〃
〃Did she?〃 The old man's face lit up。 The boy wriggled in his chair; unfortable and not certain what to do or how to act。
〃She did;〃 Robinton said warmly; turning kindly to include the boy in the conversation。
Rantou cleared his throat and sat forward on the chair。 〃Well; that's what I'm here for。〃
〃Oh?〃
〃Yes。〃 Rantou gripped the boy by the shoulder。 〃This is my grandson; Sebell。 He can sing。 I want him to be a harper; if he's good enough。〃
〃Why; that's wonderful; Rantou。〃 〃He's better off here; much better than in the woods。 I never forgot your father; you know。〃 Rantou grinned slyly。 〃He didn't think much of us。〃
〃Oh; now。。。〃
〃Don't mix the truth up; lad … mean; MasterHarper。〃 Rantou suddenly realized that he had no right to reprimand such an important person。
Robinton laughed。 〃He hated to lose any promising musical talent。〃 〃I want Sebell to have the chance;〃 Rantou said。 〃He's smart; he already plays pipes he's made; and our old guitar。 Knows all his Teaching Songs and Ballads。 We don't have a regular harper down there … too small … but I've seen that Sebell learned as much as we could teach him。〃
Robinton turned to the very nervous boy; who jerked his chin up almost defensively at such scrutiny。 He was as tanned as his grandfather; with a shock of sun…bleached hair and wide…set dark eyes which had been surreptitiously noting everything in the room; from the instruments on the walls to the musical notations on the sand table。 He was ten or eleven turns; Robinton thought; more bone than flesh; but with the suggestion of height and strength in his frame。。。 and bony wrists and ankles which protruded from pants legs that were too short。
〃I started on pipes too; you know;〃 he said gently; and pointed to them on the wall。
The boy looked surprised。
〃Did you bring yours with you?〃 Robinton asked。
〃He's never without them;〃 his grandfather said proudly and nodded to Sebell。
The boy reached behind him and produced multiple pipes which he had tucked into his waistband; hidden from view under his shirt。
Robinton rose and got his own boyhood pipes。 He grinned at Sebell as he tried to make his adult fingers fit the stops which had been made for much smaller hands。 Then he did a quick scale and glanced at Sebell。 The boy's grin was slightly amused as he repeated the scale; quickly and well。
〃How about this one?〃 And Robinton essayed a more plex arpeggio。
The boy's grin broadened as he set his lips to the pipes and immediately brought forth the same run。
〃Which is your favourite Teaching Ballad?〃 Robinton asked。
The boy began the Duty Song; which was not the simplest of the Ballads; and Robinton joined by piping a descant around the melody。 Sebell's eyes twinkled at the challenge; and the two pipers ended the song with quite a flourish; for Sebell had variations of his own。
Robinton chuckled。 〃Can you sing it for me too; while I acpany you?〃
The boy's treble voice was not the least bit breathy; so someone had taught him a few vocal tricks。 It was a good voice; too; and he had a good sense of rhythm and pitch and imbued the words with appropriate feeling。 Shonagar would be overjoyed to have a new student。
〃He's your kin; Rantou。〃
〃And kin of yourself as well; Master Robinton。〃
〃Why; so he is!〃 Robinton quickly suppressed a wish that this had been his son; rather than poor retarded Camo。 〃Why; so he is;〃 he repeated more firmly and held out his hand to the boy。 〃The Harper Hall will be pleased to have you join us。 Very pleased。〃 〃He won't expect any favours; kin or not。〃
〃I do him none by giving any;〃 Robinton said; and then smiled encouragingly at Sebell。
A tap on the door and Silvina entered with a tray of refreshments; including newly baked cakes which brought an eager expression to the boy's face。
〃Silvina; meet Sebell; grandson of Rantou; and by way of being a relative of mine from my mother's hold;〃 Robinton said。
Having settled the tray on the long table; Silvina held out her hand to Sebell; who jumped to his feet and gave her a shy bow before accepting her clasp。
〃A new apprentice?〃 she asked; smiling kindly。
〃And a new treble for Shonagar to train。 Pipes well; too;〃 Robinton said with pride。 He couldn't resist ruffling the lad's hair in his pleasure at his ing。 〃I met Rantou when I was much younger than Sebell。。。〃
〃You are related to MasterSinger Merelan?〃 Silvina asked as she poured klah and passed around the sweetener。
〃We were very proud of her; we were; Silvina;〃 Rantou replied proudly。 〃We all were;〃 Silvina said and her warm smile included the newest recruit to the Harper Hall; who grinned shyly back at her as she passed him the plate of cakes。
Sebell settled in; a