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he way we came。。。 bring her； and let's get out。〃
Mark； impeded by the longbow still on his back； had to struggle in the narrow corridor to carry the heavy girl along。 Ben stopped him and wordlessly relieved him of the burden。 Without effort Ben hoisted her body over one shoulder and strode on。 Long red hair； even matted as it was； still fell nearly to the floor； and strong white forearms dangled。
As they tramped past the dead guard； his fixed eyes seemed to gaze at Mark。
Chapter 8
The Blue Temple furnished itself elegantly here on the upper levels of the central office； especially in the chambers where the members of the Inner Council met to talk business； among themselves and with other folk of parable importance in the world。 The clerks and administrators who worked on the lower floors might have to make do with worn furniture and blank paneled walls； but up here there was no stinting on slaves and fountains； marble and gold； tapestries and entertainment。
Not that Radulescu had been provided with any entertainers to keep him pany as he cooled his heels in the High Priest's outer office； actually an anteroom of one of a suite of offices。 But he could hear string music in the distance somewhere。 He could distract himself； if he liked； by getting up from the luxuriously padded couch from time to time to pace the floor； and gaze out of the curtained window。 That window overlooked walls； and parapets； and some lesser towers belonging to folk of somewhat less importance； affording a clear view above rooftops all the way to the inner side of the city walls themselves。 Those walls were even higher … designedly so。 They were famed for their height and strength； and this city for its impregnability … indeed； many people believed that the central hoard of the Blue Temple was concealed in some subterranean vault beneath this very building。
Radulescu of course knew better。 But only he； the High Priest； and two or three members of the Inner Council … Radulescu was not sure which ones … were the only people on the surface of the earth who knew with certainty where Benambra's Gold was kept； and how to reach it。
It was generally understood； among those who knew anything of the world； that the present High Priest was the de facto ruler of this city and of much other territory besides； to which he laid no formal claim。 But cities； no matter how strongly defended； always drew the attention of money…hungry kings and other potentates； and no； the Blue Temple was not going to put its treasure； the main reason for its existence； in any such obvious place as that。
The whole organization appeared so straightforward to the uninitiated； and it was really so devious。 Radulescu's thoughts were on that fact； as it related to his own career； when there was a stir at a curtained doorway； and a bald…headed； gold…garbed secretary appeared。
〃The Chairman will see you now。〃
And Radulescu； as he hurried to follow the aide through one elaborate office after another； allowed himself a small sigh of relief。 When the chief functionary of the Blue Temple chose to use that title； the business at hand was more likely to be business than some ecclesiastical ritual … as； for example； the unfrocking of some priest…officer who had been found derelict in his duty。
The final door opened by the secretary disclosed a large room。 Among its other luxurious appointments was a conference table large enough for twenty potentates to have gathered at it。 There was； however； only one other person in the room； a rather small man with a rubicund face and a head as bald as that of the secretary who served him。 This man was seated at the far end of the table； with a bundle of papers spread out before him on the polished wood。
The High Priest … or Chairman … raised his round； red face at Radulescu's entrance。 The chief executive looked quite jovial … but then； he always did； at least in Radulescu's limited experience。
〃Colonel Radulescu； e in； be seated。〃 The Chairman motioned to a place near his own。 〃How are you getting along on detached duty？ Have you been finding enough work to keep you busy？〃
Radulescu； in the months since the ill…fated delivery of treasure； had been reassigned under several formal classifications while his case was being considered and reconsidered by the Inner Council and the High Priest。 In the last ten days or so Radulescu had begun to sense a moderation in the official attitude toward him； and had seized on this as a favorable sign。
〃I have worked diligently on the problem of finding ways to contribute to the Temple； Chairman； and I hope that I have had some success。〃 Fortunately he had anticipated some such question； and he counted the position of a good answer for it as part of the work that he had found。
〃Fine； fine；〃 said the Chairman vaguely； looking down at his spread papers once again。 They looked to Radulescu like reports having to do with his own case。 The windows behind the Chairman were windows such as few eyes ever saw； with real and almost perfect glass in them； and round the edges semiprecious stones set to transmit the light like bits of glass。 The thought crossed Radulescu's mind that the Chairman was really only a man； and that he had a name； Hyrcanus； but rarely would anyone speak or even think of such an exalted personage by a mere human name。 Only a few scurrilous and regrettably popular songs did that。
〃Fine。。。 good。 Now； I see here that more than two months have already passed since you had that misadventure。 Would you say that is a good term to describe what happened？〃 And the Chairman looked up with sudden sharpness at Radulescu； treating him to eyes of jovial blue ice。
Radulescu had no trouble managing to look properly solemn as he considered the question。 〃My own understanding of that event has not really improved in two months； Chairman； I confess。〃 He almost sighed。 〃I will be very pleased if you will enlighten me with yours。〃 Be weary； be puzzled； be not too repentant； he cautioned himself； Radulescu had never admitted any culpability in the events of that strange night； beyond the minimum that the officer in charge and on the scene could not escape。
The icy eyes considered him； the red face nodded lightly； and bent again to a consideration of the many papers。 〃The man is really still unaccounted for；〃 the Chairman mused。 There was no need for him to specify which man he meant。 〃The dragon has now been replaced。。。 very expensive； that； in itself。 We had the dragon that was involved in the incident killed soon after； so the stomach contents could be examined。 The results； I regret to say； were inconclusive。 A few shreds of cloth found in the stomach were identifiable as having e from the rascal's cloak or at any rate from one of our general issue infantry cloaks。 As you may remember； his cloak was found between the cave entrance and the cliffs； looking somewhat chewed。〃
〃I remember； sir。 I of course released the spells binding the dragon as soon as I fully recovered my wits inside the cave； and realized what must have happened。〃
〃Yes。。。 yes。〃 Papers shuffled。 〃So you stated here in your deposition。 An