Inside Viola Witherspoon's boarding-house, even Hobby is moving slowly as she brings the guests their breafast drinks of iced lemonade. It is hard to believe that the winters get cold enough to stock mounds of ice in the cellars. The normally loquatious (sp?) Carters, Bill, Ann, Glenn, Hol, and young Tom, are sullen and passive, barely grunting greetings as Kara comes down from the second floor. Soon they'll be moving Dr. Lintmeister's cures and supplies to the next town of his circuit, heat or not. Only Fisishth seems energetic, standing on one leg on his stool as he regales the oblivious Carter's with his stories of his near-misses with wealth.
He doesn't seem to mind his audience's inattention, but drops his story in mid-sentence to shout a cheerful, ``Good day to you'' to Kara. He continues, ``Life is sure more eventful since you got here. Shilith seems to have checked out without giving notice. Can't say I'm sorry to see him go -- fellow gave me the creeps, always slinking around like he owned the place.''
Kara knows Shilith as the alias the assassin Tricksash had been using until she blew his cover last night at the tavern. How he recognized her, she's still not sure, but he seems to have spooked. He must have been getting reports from Fort Cruga; maybe the mining guards leaked her description.