“Miss Sekhmet broke the ensuing reverent silence by returning to her human form. “They look good together.” Primrose sounded as if she were observing a newly married couple. She turned to Anitra. “You’re staying with us?” Anitra turned to Rue. “You don’t mind?” “Course not!” Rue grinned at her. “Stay as long as you like. I’m sure Formerly Floote will love that.” “I won’t be a burden? “Goodness no! You’re handy with your medical herbs, fluent in various languages, and accustomed to floating. We’r...e lucky to have you. Primrose will put you on the roster. Won’t you, Prim? Assign permanent quarters and whatnot? Oh, and we have a resident ghost now. You’ll need to decide where to install his tank so that he has the most shipboard access. Quesnel will help with that.” Prim held up a hand. “We need food, Rue.” “And fuel,” Percy said. For some reason he was looking particularly pleased about something. He was letting the Custard drift and not running the propeller any more.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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