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sh he鈥檇 stayed properly bloody dead。鈥�
鈥渢hank you；鈥潯abriel replied； uncertainly。
she knew the corporal didn鈥檛 have the sight鈥敗ou could always tell鈥攂ut his belief in her was so concrete 。 。 。
鈥渉e鈥檚 right；鈥潯aid touchstone。 he gestured for her to go in front of him； making a courtly bow。
鈥渓et鈥檚 finish what we came to do； abhorsen。鈥�
sabriel bowed back； in a motion that had almost the feel of ritual about it。 the abhorsen bowing to the king。 then she took a deep breath； her face settling into a determined mold。
beginning to form the charter marks of opening in her mind； she took touchstone鈥檚 hand and advanced towards the open cairn； its dark； shadowy interior in stark contrast with the sunlit thistles and the tumbled stones。 behind her； touchstone half…turned to take horyse鈥檚 calloused hand as well； the colonel鈥檚 other hand already gripping lieutenant aire鈥檚； aire gripping a sergeant鈥檚； the sergeant the long…service corporal鈥檚； and so on down the hillside。 fourteen charter mages in all； if only two of the first rank。
sabriel felt the charter magic welling up the line； the marks glowing brighter and brighter in her mind； till she almost lost her normal vision in their brilliance。 she shuffled forwards into the cairn； each step bringing that all…too…familiar nausea； the pins and needles； uncontrollable shaking。 but the marks were strong in her mind； stronger than the sickness。
she reached the bronze sarcophagus； slapped her hand down and let the charter magic go。
instantly； there was an explosion of light； and a terrible scream echoed all through the cairn。 the bronze grew hot； and sabriel snatched back her hand； the palm red and blistered。 a second later； steam billowed out all around the sarcophagus； great gouts of scalding steam； forcing sabriel out； the whole line going down like dominoes； tumbling out of the cairn and down the hill。
sabriel and touchstone were thrown together； about five yards down from the entrance to the cairn。 somehow； sabriel鈥檚 head had landed on touchstone鈥檚 stomach。 his head was on a thistle； but both of them lay still for a moment； drained by the magic and the strength of the free magic defenses。 they looked up at the blue sky； already tinged with the red of the impending sunset。
around them there was much swearing and cursing； as the soldiers picked themselves up。
鈥渋t didn鈥檛 open；鈥潯abriel said； in a quiet； matter…of…fact voice。 鈥渨e don鈥檛 have the power； or the skill鈥斺��
she paused； and then added； 鈥渋 wish mogget wasn鈥檛 。 。 。 i wish he was here。 he鈥檇 think of something 。 。 。鈥�
touchstone was silent； then he said； 鈥渨e need more charter mages鈥攊t would work if the marks were reinforced enough。鈥�
鈥渕ore charter mages；鈥潯abriel said tiredly。
鈥渨e鈥檙e on the wrong side of the wall 。 。 。鈥�
鈥渨hat about your school？鈥潯sked touchstone； and then 鈥渙w！鈥潯s sabriel suddenly shot up； disrupting his balance； then 鈥渙w！鈥潯gain as she bent down and kissed him； pushing his head further into the thistle。
鈥渢ouchstone！ i should have thought 。 。 。 the senior magic classes。 there must be thirty…five girls with the charter mark and the basic skills。鈥�
鈥済ood；鈥潯uttered touchstone； from the depths of the thistle。 sabriel put out her hands； and helped him up； smelling the sweat on him； and the fresh； pungent odor of crushed thistles。
he was halfway up when she suddenly seemed to lose her enthusiasm； and he almost fell back down again。
鈥渢he girls are there；鈥潯aid sabriel； slowly； as if thinking aloud。 鈥渂ut have i any right to involve them in something that 。 。 。鈥�
鈥渢hey鈥檙e involved anyway；鈥潯nterrupted touchstone。 鈥渢he only reason that ancelstierre isn鈥檛 like the old kingdom is the wall； and it won鈥檛 last once kerrigor breaks the remaining stones。鈥�
鈥渢hey鈥檙e only schoolchildren；鈥潯abriel said sadly。 鈥渇or all we always thought we were grown women。鈥�
鈥渨e need them；鈥潯aid touchstone； again。
鈥測es；鈥潯aid sabriel； turning back towards the knot of men gathered as close as they dared to the cairn。 horyse； and some of the stronger charter mages； peering back towards the entrance and the shimmering bronze within。
鈥渢he spell failed；鈥潯abriel said。 鈥渂ut touchstone has just reminded me where we can get more charter mages。鈥�
horyse looked at her； urgency in his face。
鈥渨here？鈥�
鈥渨yverley college。 my old school。 the fifth and sixth form magic classes； and their teacher； magistrix greenwood。 it鈥檚 less than a mile away。鈥�
鈥渋 don鈥檛 think we鈥檝e got time to get a message there； and get them over here；鈥潯oryse began； looking up at the setting sun； then at his watch鈥敗hich was now going backwards。 he looked puzzled for a moment； then ignored it。 鈥渂ut 。 。 。
do you think it would be possible to move the sarcophagus？鈥�
sabriel thought about the protective spell that she鈥檇 encountered； then answered。 鈥測es。 most of the wards were on the cairn； for concealment。
there鈥檚 nothing to stop us moving the sarcophagus； save the side effects of the free magic。 if we can stand the sickness； we can shift it鈥斺��
鈥渁nd wyverly college鈥攊t鈥檚 an old； solid building？鈥�
鈥渕ore like a castle than anything；鈥潯eplied sabriel； seeing the way he was thinking。 鈥渆asier to defend than this hill。鈥�
鈥渞unning water 。 。 。 no？ that would be too much to hope for。 right！ private macking； run down to major tindall and tell him that i want his pany ready to move in two minutes。
we鈥檙e going back to the trucks； then on to wyverley college鈥攊t鈥檚 on the map； about a mile 。 。 。鈥�
鈥渟outh…west；鈥潯abriel provided。
鈥渟outh…west。 repeat that back。鈥�
private macking repeated the message in a slow drawl； then ran off； clearly keen to get away from the cairn。 horyse turned to the longservice corporal and said； 鈥渃orporal anshey。
you look pretty fit。 do you think you could get a rope around that coffin？鈥�
鈥渞eckon so； sir；鈥潯eplied corporal anshey。 he detached a coil of rope from his webbing as he spoke； and gestured with his hand to the other soldiers。
鈥渆 on you blokes； get yer ropes out。鈥�
twenty minutes later； the sarcophagus was being lifted by shear…legs and rope aboard a horse…drawn wagon； appropriated from a local farmer。 as sabriel had expected； dragging it within twenty yards of the trucks stopped their engines； put out electric lights and disrupted the telephone。
curiously； the horse； a placid old mare； didn鈥檛 seem overly frightened by the gleaming sarcophagus； despite its bronze surface sluggishly crawling with stomach…churning perversions of charter marks。 she wasn鈥檛 a happy horse； but not a panicked one either。
鈥渨e鈥檒l have to drive the wagon；鈥潯abriel said to touchstone； as the soldiers pushed the suspended coffin aboard with long poles； and collapsed the shear…legs。 鈥渋 don鈥檛 think the scouts can withstand the sickness much longer。鈥�
touchstone shuddered。 like everyone else； he was pale； eyes red…rimmed； his nose dripping and teeth chattering。 鈥渋鈥檓 not sure i can； either。鈥�
nevertheless； when the last rope was twitched off； and the soldiers hurried away； touchstone climbed up to the driver鈥檚 seat and picked up the reins。 sabriel climbed up next to him； suppressing the feeling that her stomach was about to rise into her mouth。 she didn鈥檛 look back at the sarcophagus。
touchstone said 鈥渢ch…tch鈥潯o the horse； and flicked the reins。 the mare鈥檚 ears went up； and she took up the load； pacing forwards。 it was not a quick pace。
鈥渋s this as fast as 。 。 。鈥潯abriel said anxiously。
they had a mile to cover； and the sun was already bloody； a red disc balanced on the line of the horizon。
鈥渋t鈥檚 a heavy load；鈥潯ouchstone answered slowly； quick breaths ing between his words； as if he found it difficult to speak。 鈥渨e鈥檒l be there before the light goes。鈥�
the sarcophagus seemed to buzz and chuckle behind them。 neither of them mentioned that kerrigor might arrive； fog…wreathed； before the night did。 sabriel found herself looking behind every few seconds； back along the road。 this meant catching glimpses of the vilely shifting s