"The Thin Line," Part N
\*\*\*\*\* As it turned out, it did not make any difference. The Lieutenant had, evidently, already gone to bed, making it a very early night. On the table in the kitchen, propped up against the shove-copper board, was a simple note. "Private...
"The Thin Line," Part M
\*\*\*\*\* To my surprise, when I got back to the bungalow in BOQ Row, I was met not by Chitterleigh, but by Lieutenant Rivers, who was pacing back and forth on our verandah. "By Fuma's eyes, there you are! Now, look, come along to my...
"The Thin Line," Part L
\*\*\*\*\* The Lieutenant was growing more and more thoughtful and worried as we got closer to the bungalow. I asked him if he wanted me to perform a recce, and the fact that he was both listening and gave the offer thought was some kind of...
"The Thin Line," Part K
\*\*\*\*\* It was a long night, and an early morning, but I did get the bungalow looking like it would pass even the most exacting inspection. I didn't take offence when Chitterleigh took out a white cloth and began checking surfaces, even...
"The Thin Line," Part J
\*\*\*\*\* I returned to Chitterleigh's bungalow from the squirrel-femme's residence to find that he was out, probably on some kind of duty. Even an A.D.C. has duties, it would appear. So, for that matter, do their servants. One of my colleagues...
"The Thin Line," Part I
\*\*\*\*\* If Lieutenant Chitterleigh noticed that I had spent a completely sleepless night, he was too polite to mention it. Very unusual behaviour for an officer toward a private, but then again, I had seen much unusual behaviour from officers...
"The Thin Line," Part H
\*\*\*\*\* My duty as an honest narrator, let alone an elf, mandates that I tell you I wept later that night. Some of it, to be sure, was fear; fear of what seemed like some kind of storm that was gathering around me, but from which I had no...
"The Thin Line," Part G
\*\*\*\*\* The next pawful of days passed uneventfully, unless you count Bagoum dropping twelve straight shove-copper matches to me. The stakes were comparatively low: the ram had to mow both the front and the back yard of the bungalow, a task...
"The Thin Line," Part F
\*\*\*\*\* My initial thought had been that, clinking and pouring notwithstanding, I was about to deal with some feral furs. I was not that far wrong; it was Schweink and Bagoum, who by either some unerring instinct, or by the means of observing...
"The Thin Line," Part E
\*\*\*\*\* I got up at one point during the early morning hours to go into the kitchen. While extreme even by the standards of Faerie, I did perform a quick check with Gramerye on that icebox to see if anything Eldritch was present. Nothing...
"The Thin Line," Part D
\*\*\*\*\* I heard the bells tolling from one of the nearby monasteries throughout the night, so it was with plenty of time that I was up and about and out of the billet by the time the sun rose. It looked to be a rather sunny and cloudless...
"The Thin Line," Part C
\*\*\*\*\* I sat down while the Marshal's clerk fluttered to his seat. He selected a reed and sharpened it, while winking at me. "Don't use quills, lad. Might be someone I know." I nodded, and he must have seen the expression on my face. ...