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roughest bunch of scoundrels I ever saw, but they ran around doing his bidding like nervous children. I thought it was his cursing that did it. If they thought he was a shaman, it'd make even more sense. But you know, that man's."
"He might have had a reason," said Lee. "If he had any sense, it will have been a good one."
"He was headstrong," said Sam Cansino.
"Maybe faithful to another woman," Lee guessed. "I heard something else about curiosity was as powerful as a wolf's jaws; he would not let go. He made me tell him every scrap I knew about the land thereabouts, and the habits of wolverines and foxes. And he was in some pain from that damn trap of Yakovlev's; leg laid open, and of that bloodmoss, taking his temperature, watching the scar form, making notes on every damn thing… A strange man. There was a witch who wanted him for a lover, but he turned her down.""Is that so?" said Lee, thinking of the beauty of Serafina Pekkala."He shouldn't have done that," said the seal hunter. "A witch offers you her love, you should take it. If you don't, it's your own fault if bad things happen to you. It's like having to make a choice: a blessing or a curse. The one thing you can't do is choose neither