Ember (67 page)

“
I
am
l
ea
v
i
n
g
N
ew
Y
o
r
k
,
M
a
y
e
r
,
”
W
a
ll
a
c
e
s
a
i
d.
“
Pe
r
ma
n
e
nt
l
y
,
it
wou
l
d
s
eem.
W
h
e
n
you
h
a
v
e
e
st
a
blish
e
d
yours
e
lf
,
you
sh
a
ll
buy
me
out
.
”

Wa
ll
ace
had
on
l
y
j
us
t
r
e
t
u
r
ned,
and
a
lr
eady
he
was…
The
f
u
ll
i
mp
li
ca
ti
on
of
wha
t
Wa
ll
ace
j
us
t
s
a
i
d
h
it
Maye
r
,
and

h
e
a
l
m
ost
sw
a
y
e
d
.
He
’d
be
th
e
h
ea
d
of
Wa
ll
a
c
e
S
t
ee
l
.
He,
a
Lo
we
r
East
S
id
e
schnorr
e
r
,
th
e
h
ea
d
of
an
em
pir
e.

Wa
ll
a
c
e—
or
wa
s
it
Lord
Arch
e
r?
—
s
aw
Ma
y
e
r’s
shock
e
d
e
xpr
e
ssion
a
nd
l
ea
n
e
d
in
,
his
e
y
e
s
fl
a
shing
in
good
hu
m
or
.
“
Be
for
e
w
a
rn
e
d
,
Ma
y
e
r
,
I
int
e
nd
to
a
sk
for
an
e
xorbit
a
nt
buy
-
out
pric
e
so
as
not
to
off
e
nd
your
s
e
ns
e
of
honor
.
”

Maye
r
had
t
o
f
o
r
ce
h
i
mse
lf
no
t
t
o
grin
li
ke
a
sch
m
o
.
“
Ve
r
y
f
a
ir
of
you,
s
ir
.
”

Wa
ll
a
c
e
snort
e
d
a
nd
turn
e
d
awa
y
a
g
a
in
,
t
a
king
th
e
knif
e
w
ith
hi
m.
“
S
t
a
rt
ma
king
th
e
a
rr
a
ng
eme
nts
,
Ma
y
e
r
,
”
h
e
m
ur
m
ur
e
d
as
h
e
took
up
twirling
th
e
knif
e
onc
e
m
or
e.
“
I
’
m
l
ea
ving
for
London
on
to
m
orro
w
’s
st
eame
r
.
”

A
n
d
t
hu
s
N
ew
Y
o
r
k
w
o
u
l
d
be
r
i
d
of
t
h
e
d
r
eaded
A
r
ch
i
ba
l
d
Wa
ll
ace.

T
h
e
cry
of
a
gull
gr
ee
t
e
d
Arch
e
r
as
h
e
h
ea
d
e
d
do
w
n
th
e
lon
e
ly
g
a
ngpl
a
nk
a
nd
onto
th
e
docks
.
He
’d
p
a
id
e
xtr
a
to
l
ea
v
e
th
e
ship
at
th
e
thinn
e
st
hour
of
night
,
wh
e
n
th
e
fog
s
e
ttl
e
d
do
w
n
in
a
gr
ee
n
-
hu
e
d
bl
a
nk
e
t
th
a
t
cov
e
r
e
d
th
e
cold
,
d
a
nk
c
i
ty
,
a
nd
no
on
e
wou
l
d
s
ee
hi
m
a
rriv
e.
N
othing
hu
ma
n
stirr
e
d
,
th
e
hour
l
a
t
e
e
nough
th
a
t
e
v
e
n
th
e
cutthro
a
ts
w
e
r
e
now
tuck
e
d
into
th
e
ir
sh
a
llow
b
e
ds
.

H
is
boot
h
ee
ls
scuff
e
d
a
g
a
inst
th
e
d
am
p
dock
bo
a
rds
as
h
e
stopp
e
d
a
nd
took
in
his
first
br
ea
th
of
London
.
I
t
burn
e
d
,
as
a
lw
a
ys
,
going
down
,
th
a
t
thick
soup
of
co
a
l
,
b
r
i
n
e,
f
i
s
h
,
a
n
d
r
o
t
.
Y
et
i
t
f
e
l
t
good,
f
a
m
i
l
i
a
r
.
A
n
t
i
c
i
pa
t
i
on
a
n
d
n
e
rvousn
e
ss
pluck
e
d
at
his
gut
a
nd
ma
d
e
it
tight
e
n
.
S
h
e
wa
s
h
e
r
e.
And
y
e
t
so
w
e
r
e
t
h
e
y
,
th
e
me
n
who
h
a
d
s
e
nt
hi
m
a
w
a
y
.
T
h
e
r
e
wou
l
d
be
a
r
e
ckoning
,
of
th
a
t
h
e
wa
s
c
e
rt
a
in
.
T
h
e
r
e
wou
l
d
a
lso
be
a
n
e
w
b
e
ginning
.
B
e
c
a
us
e
h
e
wa
s
going
to
cl
a
i
m
h
e
r
.