Book3:WereMyDreamIs

letobreakaway.Atthesametime,thebckhorsehadturnedaroundaoberushingover.Mr.KaffeesawthatcrisiswasinthebuildingandsaidhurriedlytoWhiteFairy,

    “Richardisintrouble.Isthereanywayyoustoptheleaderonthebckhorsefromgoiohim?Ifhegetsthere,Richardwillbedonefor,too.”Beforehefinishedspeaking,WhiteFairywasalreadyonthemove,saying,

    “I’lltry…IamnotsureIwouldbeabletostopthatferoan…”Mr.Kaffeebentdoickedupalongspearsaying,

    “Ifallmybrothersdie,whywouldIwanttotinuelivingalone?Iwillleavetheseoldbonesofmiogetherwiththeirsonthispied…”OldDavid,whowasstandingbesideMr.Kaffee,alsopickedupacurvedknifefromthegrouraightenedhisslight,bentoldbody.Fullofprideandasenseofheroism,heughedaloudandsaid,

    “Good!Idono