But now Blade comes back after what was the better part of a year to him, and only four months have passed here.

Blade came to the side of the bed and stood looking down at the old woman who lay there.

Swear now, and your blade comes back to you at once.

Before many days Blade came to see that she was right about the trek.

The blade came free in a spray of blood, but it didn't matter.

It was full daylight before Blade came to another spring.

For by late afternoon of the third day Blade had come to realize that he was deep in trouble.

The city gates were still open when Blade and the women came in sight of them.

The shaft broke away from the head, but the blade did not come free.

After all, every blade of grass at the flower show came in through the door.