The stair was to the north of the middle ship of the four. cealed by both magid artifice, it seemed to be little more than a particularly wet patch of the damp limestohat formed the sinkhole wall, but you could walk right through it, for it was really an open door with steps winding up behind.
They decided to take these steps the m, after another day of rest. Sabriel was eager to move on, for she felt that her father’s peril could only be increasing, but she was realistiough to assess her own need for recovery time. Touchstooo, probably needed a rest, she thought. She’d tried to ore information out of him while they’d searched for the steps, but he was clearly relut to even open his mouth, and when he did, Sabriel found his humble apologies ever more irritating. After the door was found she gave up altogether, and sat in the grass he spring, reading her father’s books on Charter Magic. The Book of the Dead stayed ed in oilskin. Even then, she felt ……（内容加载失败！）
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