in order to come back and do what I already did… This is so crazy that it has to be impossible.”
“Except it happened, so it is possible. We won’t do your figuring-it-out time in O, because we might get caught. But I’m still going back to get the jewels and the money. The coins will be convenient for us, right now-we can buy passage upriver to Leaky’s Landing and stay there in safety for a while. But the jewels and the knife-it’s not like we can cash those in. I think you came back to warn Rigg and yourself because first time we went through this experience, those items got taken by the soldiers, and that made everything worse for Rigg. That first stone- did it just happen to be the only one that was legendary and fabulously valuable? Or are there others that would make things even worse if Rigg was caught with them? And that knife-who knows what that would cause. It’s very old, but it looks very new, right? And Rigg never did know anything about the man he lifted it from.”
“So we should take the money and bury the knife and the jewels somewhere nobody can ever find them,” said Umbo.
“No,” said Loaf. “Because we don’t know but what we’ll need them later to buy Rigg’s freedom. Or some other thing. They’re Rigg’s inheritance from his father, so what we have to do is keep them out of the hands of the Revolutionary Council or anybody else who means us ill. But we still need to get it all to Aressa Sessamo so Rigg will have the use of them if he ever needs them.”
“Because having them has worked out so splendidly up to now,” said Umbo.
Loaf gave him a little shove. “Look what you’re wearing. Look what we’ve experienced, the people we’ve talked to, the things we’ve learned. A few weeks of being rich has taught me a lot.”
“Like what? That it gets you arrested?”
“It was Rigg’s name that got him arrested, not his money.”
“So what has being rich-or hanging around with a rich kid-taught you?”
Loaf grinned. “That I like it a lot better than being poor.”
“I was fine with poor. I didn’t even know I was all that poor. I didn’t even know the stuff we were buying even existed, so I didn’t miss it. Life was good.”
“Spoken like a true privick,” said Loaf.
“So what’s the plan? We go into O, get the jewels and money-”
“You are so very, very wrong. I go into O, I get the money.”
“You’re not leaving me!”
“Yes I am,” said Loaf. “And we’re going to have a signal so that when I come back, I can call you. If I whistle like this…”-he whistled-“then I’m all alone and it’s safe. But if I whistle like this…”-a different sound-“then I have somebody dangerous with me and you should stay away.”
“There’s not a bird alive that makes sounds like those.”
“Then it’s a good thing I’m not calling any birds, isn’t it?” said Loaf. “Those are military signals from my old regiment.”
“You need one more signal.”
“What’s that?”
“One that means ‘I’ve got somebody dangerous with me, but I need you to come to me anyway.’”
“I would never give you a signal like that.”
“But you might. So whistle that one for me.”
“I’ll never need it.”
“Then you’ll never use it, but let’s have it anyway!”
Loaf glowered and whistled again, a very different sound. “I’m the experienced one, but you think you can give the orders.”
“You’re the big man, and I’m the little kid. I never have the option of fighting my way out of a situation. So I think of all the options I might need. That’s just how it is when you’re small.”
“I was a kid once, too,” said Loaf.
“And I bet you were bigger than kids two years older than you.”
Loaf said nothing.
“When you don’t answer, that means I’m right.”
“Shut up,” said Loaf. “I think I caught a glimpse of the tower.”
“What tower?” asked Umbo.
“The Tower of O,” growled Loaf. “Are you that stupid?”
“I was thinking of other things,” said Umbo. “I was thinking of how to go back in time.”
“You were thinking of how smart you are, telling me ‘I’m right,’ and then you proved you aren’t very smart after all, and don’t bother arguing because we both know I’m stuck with the dumb kid while the smart kid is a prisoner on that boat.”
That stung Umbo-worse than his father beating him. And even though Loaf cuffed him playfully and told him, “Come on, you know I was teasing you,” it didn’t change the fact that they both knew it was true. But it wasn’t about being smart. It was about the things Wandering Man had taught them. Umbo had gotten a little training and that was all. Just enough to help Rigg. But Rigg had been trained for anything. He had been trained to be a son of the royal house-because that was what he really was.
If Wandering Man had trained me the same way, I’d be smart, too.
Wouldn’t I?
Despite all the signals, Loaf ended up not using any of them. That’s because Umbo disobeyed him, didn’t stay where he was told, but instead followed him and, not far from the tower, climbed a tree. He could see now where Loaf dug to get the bag of jewels, and could see that nobody was following Loaf as he threaded his way back into the woods. So Umbo ran back toward their meeting place, climbed another tree, and dropped from a lower branch right in front of Loaf. He submitted cheerfully to the do-what-I-tell-you-or-you’ll-get-us-both-killed lecture.
When Loaf was finally through grumping at him, Umbo asked, “Did you get it? All of it?”
“Unless somebody found the bag, took out just one jewel, and put the rest back, yes, I found it all.”
“Well, let’s see it. Let’s count,” said Umbo. “Because now I think there really is one missing.”
They counted. And counted again.
“I can’t believe it,” said Loaf. “How could one be gone?”
“The biggest one, too,” said Umbo.
“How did you know?”
“I didn’t know,” said Umbo. “I just thought maybe.”
“It makes no sense at all,” said Loaf savagely. “Nobody would steal just one.”
“I would,” said Umbo. “And I saw the hiding place when you dug it up just now. So I’m betting that I did take it.”
Loaf rounded on him. “Hand it over, then, you little thief.”
“I didn’t hear you calling Rigg a thief for stealing that knife.”
“I called him a thief, all right!”
“That’s right, you did, but you didn’t grab him like you’re grabbing me and it hurts, so stop it! I don’t have the jewel because I didn’t take it!”
“You said you did.”
“I said I’m betting that I did, and I really should have said that I’m betting that I will.”
Loaf sighed and let go of him. “Why? What’s the point?”
“No point except that when you made your sarcastic remark about how somebody might have taken one, I thought, wouldn’t it be funny if my future self comes back, finds the bag of jewels, and takes out the biggest one. And the moment I thought that, I decided to do it if I got the chance. Now I know I’ll get the chance.”
“So you’re saying that when you learn how to travel in time, you’re going to use it to play stupid bratty tricks on your friends?”
“Now you’re getting it.”
“I ought to break your arm.”
“But I know you won’t.”
“Don’t be too sure.”
“Because my arm looked fine when my future self came to visit me. I also know I won’t drown, break my neck falling from a tree, or get my throat slit by a highwayman. I won’t die of some disease and I won’t get struck by lightning, and nobody will beat me to death with a stick.”
