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Falco
The two heads looked at each other and they began to chuckle.
"Small you be, but not small as that." The men sat down on an old stump and watched him, toothless grins on their faces. The man to Falco's right, the original speaker, said, "What be you called?"
Now he was on familiar territory. He hopped to his feet and bowed, saying, "Master Falco Boffin at your service; er, services, sirs. And how may I call you?"
"I'm Lefun," said the original speaker.
"I'm Ritun," said the other.
Left and right. Could it be believed? "Those are your names?"
"None other," they said in unison.
"How - how - you - " Falco couldn't help himself. "You've only one pair of legs between you! What happened!"
They looked at each other knowingly, then turned to him; Lefun spoke. "Aborne we were so."
Suddenly noise of running could be heard from the path down which Falco had come. Lefun and Ritun stood and scowled, and hid themselves in the thickness of the woods just off the path. Falco saw Thornden coming. Clearly, they were afraid of Thornden, but Falco did not know why. He waited, wondering what he would say, and wondering where Garmund was. What if there were more of these two headed men about? And Garmund left alone?
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