Cao Yong TWILIGHT BY THE FOUNTAIN

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be coaxed into making any sound was to lift it up, which made it squeak, and then force it mightily downward, which caused another squeak and, if the visitor was lucky, a faint thud.
Shawn took a deep breath and leaned over the battle-ments.
“Halt! Who “It’s what I’ve got to say, Mum. It’s official. And then you’ve got to say Friend.”
“I’m your mum.”
“You’ve got to do it properly, Mum,” said Shawn, in the wretched tones of one who knows he’s going to lose no mat-ter what happens next, “otherwise what’s the point?”
“It’s going to be Foe in a minute, my lad.”
“Oooaaaww, Mum”
“Oh, all right. Friend, then.”Goes There?” he said.A ringing voice came up from below.“It’s me, Shawn. Your mum.”“Oh, hello. Mum. Hello, Mistress Weatherwax.”“Let us in, there’s a good boy.”“Friend or Foe?”“What?”