When Goll came up gasping for air, he said, “Don’t tell anyone you’re looking for your wife.” “Then how will I find her?” Senlin’s tone was incredulous, almost patronizing. He took to his own straw, still chugging away at the pedals. “With your eyes and your wits and all on your own. Most likely, you won’t find her at all. Women get sucked up the Tower like embers up a flue.” He flapped one hand and gave a buzzing whistle. “Anything in a skirt floats! Did you tell the boy who robbed you about your dear old dame?” “I did.” “And how did that go? He said kind things, hopeful things, I bet. He
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