By Al Perkins, Eric Gurney
Illus. in complete colour. A madcap band of dancing, prancing monkeys clarify palms, arms, and thumbs to starting readers.
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Torm was charging on, shouting, "At them, men! For the Ancestors! Etra! "—and came leaping down into the ditch. He remembered to whinny as he leaped. Tib and I fell back before the furious onslaught, naturally, which gave Torm time to look around for Hoby, Hoby was coming at a dead run. His face was black with dirt and rage. He jumped into the ditch and ran straight at me with his wooden sword lifted up to slash down at me. Backed up against bushes in the ditch, I had nowhere to go; all I could do was raise my shield and strike out with my sword as best I could, parrying his blow.
Among the freemen is a small number of freedmen. Below them are the slaves. Physical work is done by women of all classes in the house and by slaves in the house and outdoors. Slaves are captured in battle or raids, or bred at home, and are bought or given by families of the two upper classes. A slave has no legal rights, cannot marry, and can claim no parents and no children. The people of the City States worship the ancestors of those now living. People without ancestors—freedmen and slaves—can only worship the forebears of the family that owns them or the Forefathers of the City, great spirits of the days long ago.
I thought I was remembering her. Slowly I realised that she was the Mother, Falimer Galleco Arca, at whose face I had never in my life gazed openly. Now I lay staring at her as if she were a carven image, an Ancestor, dreamily, without fear. Beside me Sallo, sound asleep, stirred a little. The Mother laid the back of her hand a moment on my forehead, and nodded a little. " she murmured. I was too weary and dreamy to speak but I must have nodded or smiled, because she smiled a little, touched my cheek, and went on.
Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb by Al Perkins, Eric Gurney