The voyage had seemed endless, and the close confinement of the narrow
deck had got badly on his nerves.
"You will like Shuruun," said the captain jovially. "Our wine, our
food, our women--all superb. We don't have many visitors. We keep to
ourselves, as you will see. But those who do come...."
He laughed, and clapped Stark on the shoulder. "Ah, yes. You will be
happy in Shuruun!"
It seemed to Stark that he caught an echo of laughter from the unseen
crew, as though they listened and found a hidden jest in Malthor's
words.