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190 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1966


A relatively young man, Sklar Hast had achieved his status by the simplest and most uncomplicated policy imaginable: with great tenacity he strived for excellence, and sought to instil the same standards into the apprentices. He was a positive and direct man, without any great affability, knowing nothing of malice of guile and little of tact or patience. The apprentices resented his brusqueness but respected him; Zander Rohan considered him overpragmatic and deficient in reverence for his betters – which was to say, himself.
Sklar Hast gave Zander Rohan a long slow inspection, as before. He sighed and made his decision. ‘There’s also a passage to the effect that a man shall be Guild-Master only so long as he maintains a paramount proficiency. I challenge not only your right to pass judgment but your rank as Guild-Master as well.’
Silence held the inn. Zander Rohan spoke in a choked voice. ‘You think you can outwink me?’
‘At any hour of the day or night.’