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ad present usage. They come from seeing others profit
from the lands where your ancestors are buried. Have
you seen how the raka in the big rice farms and in the
mines live? I don't understand how we can treat our
people so.”
“Saraiyu Balitang!” cried Nuritin. “Apologize at once
and speak with respect for your elders!”
Sarai got to her feet. “Forgive me if I offended,
Great-aunt, Lady Ankoret,” she said proudly, her chin
raised, “but I think also of the elders who work in the
fields and the mines.” She swept out of the room like a
queen. Aly heard a worshipful sound, though it would
be impossible to identify the ones who had made it.
Dove made a face. “Idiot,” she murmured. “We need
to put a muzzle on her.”
Aly, kneeling beside Dove, raised an eyebrow.
“Don't look at me,” protested Dove. “I'm going to
marry Baron Engan and have my own personal
observatory. Someone else can muzzle Sarai.”