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Stealthily you creep along an alley running beside the bowyery and return to the post where your horses are hitched. Muffled cries of alarm can be heard coming from inside the building: the body of the dead owner must have been discovered.

Without undue haste you remount your horses and head along an alley running north.

Turn to 63.

Text copyright © 1987 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1987 Gary Chalk.