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at someone could be
unhappy to be in his
company.
“Your Majesty” said David. “I was told that you could help me to get home. I was told that you
had a bookand in it―”
The king raised a wrinkled handits back a chaos of purple veins and brown spots.
“All in good time” he said. “All in good time. For nowyou must eat and you must rest. In the
morningwe will talk again. Duncan will show you to your quarters. You will not be far from
here.”
With thatDavid’s first audience with the king was over. He retreated backward from the high
thronebecause he thought that turning his back on the king might be considered rude. Duncan
nodded at him approvinglythen rose and bowed to the king. He guided David to a small door to
the right of the throne. From therea set of stairs led up to a gallery overlooking the chamberand
David was shown into one of the rooms leading off it. The room was enormouswith a huge bed
at one enda table and six chairs in its centera fireplace at the other endand three small windows
that overlooked the river and the road to the castle. A change of clothing lay upon the bedand
there was food on the table: hot chickenpotatoesthree kinds of vegetablesand fresyilai：
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