“I cry your pardon, Eddie,” he said. “How the wheel of ka turns! Once I had to ask the same of my friend Cuthbert . . . and for the same reason. There’s a kind of blindness in me. An arrogant blindness.” “I hardly think there’s any need of pardon-crying,” Eddie said. He sounded uncomfortable. “There is. I held your jokes in contempt. Now they have saved our lives. I cry your pardon. I have forgotten the face of my father.” “You don’t need any pardon and you didn’t forget anybody’s face,” Eddie said. “You can’t help your nature, Roland.” The gunslinger considered this carefully, and discovered
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