mountain the way I do. You'd only be in the way. I'll find them, go on, off with you!'
Without the pool and the pretty little waterfall, the cave was just a black hole in the snow.
Ned ambled in, shouldering goats aside as he passed Ben a thought. 'Arnela's already lit the
lanterns, thank goodness. Whew, this place smells a bit goaty, though. What a mess!'
Ben took dry pine branches, moss and charcoal, stacking them in the rift that served as a
fireplace. He listened to his dog complaining.
'Ahoy there, mate, that's my tail, not a midnight snack! Hmph! You goats, you've been living
here like, like... animals!'
Ben lit the fire from a lantern, then winked at Ned. 'At least animals are more civilised than
the Razan. Chase some of the bigger goats out, Ned. It'll make a bit more room in here, and
the fresh air will do them good!'
Behind the slate slabs that served as a larder, Ben found goat cheese, some eggs and a few
hard barley cakes. He boiled six eggs in the water cauldron. Spreading the cheese on the
barley cakes, he sat toasting them. Ned sat by his side, enjoying the warmth from the fire.
After all they had been through, Ben's mind was like his body, numbed and exhausted. They
ate some of the food, then sat together, eyelids drooping, heads nodding, not attempting to
resist the temptation of sleep.
Then a voice roused them instantly. 'Here, what's all this? No supper for me?'
Dominic staggered in and fell against Ned. He slumped there. 'Never thought I'd see a nice
warm fire again 'til I spotted this cave. I saw the light glimmering and made straight for it.'
Ben rubbed his eyes and blinked. 'Welcome home, Dom, where did you get to? Arnela's out
looking for you. Have you seen Karay or our bear in your travels?'
Ice water trickled out of Dominic's hair and ran down his cheeks. 'No, Ben, I'm afraid not.
First thing I knew when I came around was that I was upside down in a snowdrift. Water
dripping up my nose woke me—it took me ages to get free. After that I just blundered about
among some tiny trees. Then when I took stock of where I was, I realised I was somewhere in
the foothills—the trees were so small because snow and ice from the avalanche had filled the
valley. I was actually walking amongst treetops, not tiny trees! Can you believe it? Good job
you lit the fire, or I might've wandered about until I collapsed and froze to death!'
Ben watched Dominic tearing ravenously into bread and toasted cheese. 'Thank heaven
alive, Dom!'
The facemaker nodded upward. 'More than you can say for those Razan villains. Nobody up
there could've survived the avalanche. Though if any did, they'd have been far worse off.
Imagine being entombed alive in those caves, a living death!'
Ben stared into the glowing charcoal fire. 'Don't forget that the tunnels ran downward, the
debris would have showered into there and filled the caves in a flash. They'd have been slain
in the wink of an eye. The Razan are gone forever, I'd bet my life on that.'
Dominic covered his eyes with his arm as he murmured, 'And Adamo, too, if he was in
there.'
Ben was forced to agree with his friend. 'Aye, our mission failed, even though we rid the
comte of the curse of Razan. Though I remember Maguda telling me that Adamo was already
dead. She said it in a strange way—I can't recall her exact words. Perhaps tomorrow, when
I'm not so tired, it'll come back to me.'
Both boys and the dog had fallen asleep in front of the fire. Ben's mind was free of
everything. It was like being unconscious, a merciful blackness. Most of the goats curled up
around them, wanting to be close to the warmth. It was quiet and peaceful inside the cave.
Outside, the night was still, amidst the devastation wrought by the avalanche.
It was in the hour before dawn that Arnela returned. The goats began bleating as the giant
figure of their mistress ducked into the cave entrance. Ned leapt up and ran to greet her. His
bark wakened Ben and Dominic, and both boys began firing anxious questions at the big
woman.
'Where's Karay, did you find her?'
'She's not injured ... or dead?'
The goats began bleating furiously. They hurried to the back of the cave and continued with
their din.
Arnela lifted both arms and roared, 'Silence! All of you!'
Everybody, dog, boys and goats, went quiet. Arnela continued in a normal voice. 'No, Karay
is not dead or injured. I never found her ... he did.' The bear shambled in on its hind legs
carrying the girl. He placed her gently on the ground between the two boys. Bleating aloud
with terror, the goats fled the cave.
Arnela warmed her hands at the fire. 'I discovered the bear roaming around carrying the girl.
He would not let me near her. So I got it to follow me, and here we are. That's all I can tell
you.'
Ben echoed Ned's thought. 'Except to say that we're all alive and together again!'
Morning light filtered into the cave onto a curious scene. The goats huddled in the entrance,
fearing to enter lest the bear devour them. Karay, unharmed, sat up drinking herbal tea and
gazing affectionately at the sleeping bear. Steam rose from his fur as he lay close to her. The
girl stroked him gently. 'He stayed with me, carried me and protected me. But why?'
Dominic scratched his head. 'Who can say? Perhaps it was because you showed him kindness.
It was you who would not leave him in that cell, Karay. You insisted from the first moment
you set eyes on him that you would rescue him. He looks like a good creature. Can I stroke
him?'
Karay smiled. 'Go on, he won't bite you.'
Dominic patted the beast's head gingerly. The bear seemed peaceful enough. Encouraged by
this, Dominic scratched behind the bear's collar, the way he would with Ned. He was thrown
aside as the bear sat bolt upright, pawing at the metal collar that circled his neck.
Karay spoke soothingly to him, placing her cheek against the bear's huge paw. 'Hush now,
my poor friend, did he hurt you? Well, I'm sure Dominic didn't mean to, did you, Dom?'
The creature turned his great sad liquid eyes toward Dominic, who stared into them for a
moment. He gasped. 'Ben, Arnela, get those lanterns and bring them closer to its face—
there's something strange about this animal!'
Karay hugged her bear protectively. 'Don't hurt him or frighten him. I'll never speak to any of
you again if you do!'
Ben reassured her. 'I promise we won't. Let Dominic take a look at him—your bear is safe
with us, pal.'
Plucking up his courage, Dominic sat as close to the bear as he could. Arnela and Ben held the
lanterns close while Karay hovered behind the bear, anxiety in her voice.
'What is it, Dominic, what d'you see? Oh, please tell me!'
The Facemaker of Sabada blinked as he gazed deep into the bear's eyes. He blinked again but
could not stop the tears that coursed down his face as he sobbed, 'It's a man! A man
imprisoned in a bear's hide!'
The bear nodded its head, as far as the spiked collar would allow, and gave a long, anguished
groan.
Ned was invading Ben's thoughts. 'Well, don't sit there gaping, get the poor wretch out!'
Arnela drew her sharp, hook-bladed knife. 'I'll free him from that filthy skin!'
Karay held out her hand to the goatherd. 'No, friend, I will. Give me the blade. See if you can
find soft cloth, or moss, then soak it in warm water. Oh, and have you got anything that'll cut
through his collar?'
