Alice picked up a dagger and spun it around in her hand, "impressive," she told she shop keeper, "how much is it?"
After she had paid the shop keeper for the dagger and scabard she double checked her money supply.
"To the book store before I spend all my money here!" she declared.
When they went to cross the street a blast of wind drove dust into Alice's eyes. She closed them to get it out.
And as he promised, he was there.
