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　Fitch's jaw hung open. Earning a sir name was one MBT Shoes of his dreams. A certificate signed by the Sovereign proved to all that a Haken had paid his debt and was to be recognized with a sir name, and respected. His mind tumbled backward to what he'd just heard.
　"Morley? Scullion Morley?"
　"Yes, didn't he tell you I talked to him?"
　Fitch scratched behind an ear, trying to imagine that Morley would have kept such astonishing news from him.
　"Well, no, sir. He never said nothing. He's about UGG Boots Clearance my best friend; I'd recall if he'd said such a thing. I'm sorry, but he never did."
　Dalton Campbell stroked a finger against the silver of the scabbard at his hip as he watched Fitch's eyes: "I told him not to mention it to anyone." He arched an eyebrow. "That kind of loyalty pays plums. I expect no less from you. Do you understand, Fitch?"
　Fitch surely did. "Not a soul. Just like Morley. I got MBT Shoes Clearance it, Master Campbell."
　Dalton Campbell nodded as he smiled to himself. "Good." He again rested a hand on the hilt of his magnificent sword. "You know, Fitch, when a Haken has his debt paid, and earns his sir name, that signed certificate entitles him to carry a sword."
　Fitch's eyes widened. "It does? I never knew."
　The tall Ander smiled a stately farewell and with a noble flourish turned and started off down the hall. "Back to UGG Boots Clearance work, then, Fitch. Glad to have made your acquaintance. Perhaps we will speak again one day."
　Before anyone else caught him up there, Fitch raced down the stairs. Confounding thoughts swirled through his head. Thinking again about Beata, and what had happened, he just wanted the day to end so he could get himself good and drunk.
　He ached with sorrow for Beata, but it was the Minister, the Minister she admired, the Minister who would UGG Boots Sale someday be Sovereign, that Fitch had seen on her. Besides, she struck him, a terrible thing for a Haken to do, even to another Haken, although he wasn't certain the prohibition extended to women. But even if it didn't, that wouldn't make him feel any less miserable about it.
　For some unfathomable reason, she hated him, now.
　He ached to get drunk.