ose behind both the craft； tossing black hair and blond； lifting the paperwings鈥櫋ails and jostling their wings。
sabriel took a breath after the wind…whistling； and stroked the smooth； laminated paper of the hull。 a brief image of the first paperwing came to mind； broken and burning in the depths of holehallow。
鈥渋 hope we fare better together；鈥潯he whispered； before joining with the clayr to whistle the last note； the pure clear sound that would wake the charter magic in their craft。
a second later； two bright…eyed paperwings leapt out from the ruined palace of belisaere； glided down almost to the swell in the sea of saere； then rose to circle higher and higher above the hill。 one craft； of green and silver； turned to the north…west。 the other； of red and gold； turned south。
touchstone； waking to the rush of cold air on his face； and the unfamiliar sensation of flying； groggily muttered； 鈥渨hat happened？鈥�
鈥渨e鈥檙e going to ancelstierre；鈥潯abriel shouted。
鈥渁cross the wall； to find kerrigor鈥檚 body鈥攁nd destroy it！鈥�
鈥渙h；鈥潯aid touchstone； who only heard 鈥渁cross the wall。鈥潯♀�済ood。鈥�
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chapter xxv
灏忥伎璇磘…x…t锛垮ぉ/鍫�
鈥渂eg pardon； sir；鈥潯aid the soldier； saluting at the doorway to the officer鈥檚 bathroom。 鈥渄uty officer鈥檚 pliments and can you e straight away？鈥�
colonel horyse sighed； put down his razor； and used the flannel to wipe off the remains of the shaving soap。 he had been interrupted shaving that morning； and had tried several times during the day to finish the job。 perhaps it was a sign he should grow a moustache。
鈥渨hat鈥檚 happening？鈥潯e asked； resignedly。
whatever was happening； it was unlikely to be good。
鈥渁n aircraft； sir；鈥潯eplied the private； stolidly。
鈥渇rom army hq？ dropping a message cylinder？鈥�
鈥渋 don鈥檛 know； sir。 it鈥檚 on the other side of the wall。鈥�
鈥渨hat！鈥潯xclaimed horyse； dropping all his shaving gear； picking up his helmet and sword； and attempting to rush out； all at the same time。
鈥渋mpossible！鈥�
but； when he eventually sorted himself out and got down to the forward observation post鈥攁n octagonal strongpoint that thrust out through the perimeter to within fifty yards of the wall鈥敗t quite clearly was possible。 the light was fading as the afternoon waned鈥攊t was probably close to setting on the other side鈥攂ut the visibility was good enough to make out the distant airborne shape that was descending in a series of long； gradual loops 。 。 。 on the other side of the wall。 in the old kingdom。
the duty officer was watching through big artillery spotter鈥檚 binoculars； his elbows perched on the sandbagged parapet of the position。
horyse paused for a moment to think of the fellow鈥檚 name鈥攈e was new to the perimeter garrison鈥攖hen tapped him on the shoulder。
鈥渏orbert。 mind if i have a look？鈥�
the young officer lowered the binoculars reluctantly； and handed them across like a boy deprived of a half…eaten lollipop。
鈥渋t鈥檚 definitely an aircraft； sir；鈥潯e said； brightening up as he spoke。 鈥渢otally silent； like a glider； but it鈥檚 clearly powered somehow。 very maneuverable； and beautifully painted； too。 there鈥檚 two 。 。 。 people in it； sir。鈥�
horyse didn鈥檛 answer； but took up the binoculars and the same elbow…propping stance。 for a moment； he couldn鈥檛 see the aircraft； and he hastily panned left and right； then zigzagged up and down鈥攁nd there it was； lower than he expected； almost in a landing approach。
鈥渟ound stand…to；鈥潯e ordered harshly； as the realization struck him that the craft would land very close to the crossing point鈥攑erhaps only a hundred yards from the gate。
he heard his mand being repeated by jorbert to a sergeant； and then bellowed out； to be taken up by sentries； duty ncos； and eventually to hand…cranked klaxons and the old bell that hung in the front of the officer鈥檚 mess。
it was hard to see exactly who or what was in the craft； till he twiddled with the focus； and sabriel鈥檚 face leapt towards him； magnified up to a recognizable form； even at the current distance。 sabriel； the daughter of abhorsen； acpanied by an unknown man鈥攐r something wearing the shape of a man。 for a moment； horyse considered ordering the men to stand…down； but he could already hear hobnailed boots clattering on the duckboards； sergeants and corporals shouting鈥攁nd it might not really be sabriel。 the sun was weakening； and the ing night would be the first of the full moon 。 。 。
鈥渏orbert！鈥潯e snapped； handing the binoculars back to the surprised and unready subaltern。
鈥済o and give the regimental sergeant…major my pliments； and ask him to personally organize a section of the scouts鈥攚e鈥檒l go out and take a closer look at that aircraft。鈥�
鈥渙h； thank you； sir！鈥潯ushed lieutenant jorbert； obviously taking the 鈥渨e鈥潯o include himself。 his enthusiasm surprised horyse； at least for a moment。
鈥渢ell me； mr。 jorbert；鈥潯e asked。 鈥渉ave you by any chance sought a transfer to the flying corps？鈥�
鈥渨ell； yes； sir；鈥潯eplied jorbert。 鈥渆ight times 。 。 。鈥�
鈥渏ust remember；鈥潯oryse said； interrupting him。 鈥渢hat whatever is out there may be a flying creature； not a flying machine鈥攁nd its pilots may be half…rotted things that should be properly dead； or free magic beings that have never really lived at all。 not fellow aviators； knights of the sky； or anything like that。鈥�
jorbert nodded； unmilitarily； saluted； and turned on his heel。
鈥渁nd don鈥檛 forget your sword next time you鈥檙e on duty； officer；鈥潯oryse called after him。
鈥渉asn鈥檛 anyone told you your revolver might not work？鈥�
jorbert nodded again； flushed； almost saluted； then scuttled off down the munication trench。 one of the soldiers in the forward observation post； a corporal with a full sleeve of chevrons denoting twenty years鈥櫋ervice； and a charter mark on his forehead to show his perimeter pedigree； shook his head at the departing back of the young officer。
鈥渨hy are you shaking your head； corporal anshy？鈥潯napped horyse； irked by his many interrupted shaves and this new and potentially dangerous appearance of an aircraft。
鈥渨ater on the brain；鈥潯eplied the corporal cheerfully鈥攁nd rather ambiguously。 horyse opened his mouth to issue a sharp reprimand； then closed it as the corners of his mouth involuntarily inched up into a smile。 before he could actually laugh； he left the post； heading back to the trench junction where his section and the rsm would meet him to go beyond the wall。
within five paces； he鈥檇 lost his smile。
the paperwing slid to a perfect landing in a flurry of snow。 sabriel and touchstone sat in it； shivering under oilskin and boat cloak； respectively； then slowly levered themselves out to stand knee…deep in the tightly packed snow。
touchstone smiled at sabriel； his nose bright red and eyebrows frosted。
鈥渨e made it。鈥�
鈥渟o far；鈥潯eplied sabriel； warily looking around。 she could see the long grey bulk of the wall； with the deep honey…colored sun of autumn on the ancelstierran side。 here； the snow lay banked against the grey stone； and it