He looked so strange without his guns. So . 'Okay? Now that the numb-fuck apprentices have the guns and the master's unarmed, can we please go? If something big comes out of the bush at us, Roland, you can always throw your knife at it.' 'Oh, that,' he murmured. 'I almost forgot.' He took the knife from his purse and held it out, hilt first, to Eddie. 'This is !' Eddie shouted. ' is ridiculous.' 'Yeah, put it on a postcard and send it to the fucking .' Eddie jammed the knife into his belt and then looked defiantly at Roland. ' can we go?' 'There one more thing,' Roland said. 'Weeping, creeping !' The smile touched Roland's mouth again. 'Just joking,' he said Eddie's mouth dropped open. Beside him, Susannah began to laugh again. The sound rose, as musical as bells, in the morning stillness.