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Show 75 of my neck. "What I do one moment does not determine what I may do the next," he said quietly into my ear. "Trust me, Geist." I tried to smile so that he would know that I trusted him, but I was too dejected to bring it off. "I might as well go back to the bakery and start to work," I muttered. "My week of freedom is just about finished." "Wait for a moment, Geist." Gast turned to Hilde. "You have done well to bring me this information. Do not mention to anyone what you have told me. When the council makes its offer, I want the members to think that I am surprised by it. Return to your home now, Hilde, and try to pretend that nothing has happened." Gast helped Hilde up the bank and watched until she had gone out of sight, then he came back to where I stood. "It is not over," he said to me. "In truth, it is just beginning. Tomorrow you will work all day and I will meet with the council. You and I will not see each other. But the next day is Sunday. Master Hermann allows you to attend mass on Sundays, does he not?" I nodded. "At what hour do you go to church?" "At nine in the morning on Sundays." "Is that when all the townspeople go to church? And all the people who live close enough to walk to Hamelin?" "Yes, Gast." "Good. When you come out of the bakery on Sunday morning, I will be waiting beside the public well a few doors away. Meet me there |