At the door of his room she paused.

"And this ?" she questioned.
"Mine," said the Harvester, turning the knob.

"I'll give you one peep to satisfy your curiosity, and show you the location of the bridge over which you came to me in my dream.

All the remainder is yours.

I reserve only this." "Will the 'goblins git me' if I come here ?" "Not goblins, but a man alive; so heed your warning.