30. Scene XXIII.ii
The Lay of Leithian Dramatic Script Project
TINUVIEL AT BAY: A CACCIA OF BELERIAND
[Luthien's chamber. She is washing her face in the fountain, and is still crying a little. Huan is watching her with his head on one side ]
I suppose that was stupid of me. I should have guessed there'd be sentries on duty even at the river, even if it is inside the City -- it's still a gate. I'm going to have to think this through more carefully.
--I shouldn't have involved you, either. I didn't even think of that -- but you have to obey your master, don't you? This is just as bad as it was at home. Only he wouldn't kill you for helping me, would he? You're immortal, aren't you? That's what he said when he was telling me all about you. Except for the Prophecy.
[thumps tail twice]
But you didn't bark at the guards or anything when I was trying to find the controls for the wicket. Thank you.
[shaking her head]
I wonder how long it will be, before I really do go crazy here? Not long, I'm betting.
All right, starting from scratch -- what have I got to work with now?
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