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sed servant of abhorsen like mogget seemed to provide more trouble than service。
鈥渄o you have anything positive to say鈥攁nything that might actually help？鈥潯he snapped。
mogget yawned； showing a pink tongue that seemed to contain the very essence of scorn。
鈥渨ell； yes。 of course。 i know the way； so i鈥檇 better e with you。鈥�
鈥渆 with me？鈥潯abriel asked； genuinely surprised。 she unclenched her fists； bent down； and scratched between the cat鈥檚 ears； till he ducked away。
鈥渟omeone has to look after you；鈥潯ogget added。 鈥渁t least till you鈥檝e grown into a real abhorsen。鈥�
鈥渢hank you；鈥潯aid sabriel。 鈥渋 think。 but i would still like a map。 since you know the country so well； would it be possible for you to鈥攊 don鈥檛 know鈥攄escribe it； so i can make a sketch map or something？鈥�
mogget coughed； as if a hairball had suddenly lodged in his throat； and thrust his head back a little。 鈥測ou！ draw a sketch map？ if you must have one； i think it would be better if i undertook the cartography myself。 e down to the study and put out an inkwell and paper。鈥�
鈥渁s long as i get a useable map i don鈥檛 care who draws it；鈥潯abriel remarked； as she went backwards down the ladder。 she tilted her head to watch how mogget came down； but there was only the open trapdoor。 a sarcastic meow under her feet announced that mogget had once again managed to get between rooms without visible means of support。
鈥渋nk and paper；鈥潯he cat reminded her； jumping up onto the dragon desk。 鈥渢he thick paper。
smooth side up。 don鈥檛 bother with a quill。鈥�
sabriel followed mogget鈥檚 instructions； then watched with a resigned condescension that rapidly changed to surprise as the cat crouched by the square of paper； his strange shadow falling on it like a dark cloak thrown across sand； pink tongue out in concentration。 mogget seemed to think for a moment； then one bright ivory claw shot out from a white pad鈥攈e delicately inked the claw in the inkwell； and began to draw。 first； a rough outline； in swift； bold strokes； the penning in of the major geographical features； then the delicate process of adding important sites； each named in fine； spidery writing。 last of all； mogget marked abhorsen鈥檚 house with a small illustration； before leaning back to admire his handiwork； and lick the ink from his paw。 sabriel waited a few seconds to be sure he was done； then cast drying sand over the paper； her eyes trying to absorb every detail； intent on learning the physical face of the old kingdom。
鈥測ou can look at it later；鈥潯ogget said after a few minutes； when his paw was clean； but sabriel was still bent over the table； nose inches from the map。 鈥渨e鈥檙e still in a hurry。 you鈥檇 better go and get dressed； for a start。 do try to be quick。鈥�
鈥渋 will。鈥潯abriel smiled； still looking at the map。 鈥渢hank you； mogget。鈥�
the sendings had laid out a great pile of clothes and equipment in sabriel鈥檚 room； and four of them were in attendance to help her get everything on and organized。 she had hardly stepped inside before they鈥檇 stripped her indoor dress and slippers off； and she鈥檇 only just managed to remove her own underclothes before ghostly charter…traced hands tickled her sides。
a few seconds later； she was suffering them anyway； as they pulled a thin； cotton…like undergarment over her head； and a pair of baggy drawers up her legs。 next came a linen shirt； then a tunic of doeskin and breeches of supple leather； reinforced with some sort of hard； segmented plates at thighs； knees and shins； not to mention a heavily padded bottom； no doubt designed for riding。
a brief respite followed； lulling sabriel into thinking that might be it； but the sendings had merely been arranging the next layer for immediate fitting。 two of them pushed her arms into a long； armored coat that buckled up at the sides； while the other two unlaced a pair of hobnailed boots and waited。
the coat wasn鈥檛 like anything sabriel had ever worn before； including the mail hauberk she鈥檇 worn in fighting arts lessons at school。 it was as long as an hauberk； with split skirts ing down to her knees and sleeves swallowtailed at her wrists； but it seemed to be entirely made of tiny overlapping plates； much like a fish鈥檚 scales。 they weren鈥檛 metal； either； but some sort of ceramic； or even stone。 much lighter than steel； but clearly very strong； as one sending demonstrated； by cutting down it with a dagger； striking sparks without leaving a scratch。
sabriel thought the boots pleted the ensemble； but as the laces were done up by one pair of sendings； the other pair were back in action。 one raised what appeared to be a blue and silver striped turban； but sabriel； pulling it down to just above her eyebrows； found it to be a cloth…wrapped helmet； made from the same material as the armor。
the other sending waved out a gleaming； deep blue surcoat； dusted with embroidered silver keys that reflected the light in all directions。 it waved the coat to and fro for a moment； then whipped it over sabriel鈥檚 head and adjusted the drape with a practiced motion。 sabriel ran her hand over its silken expanse and discreetly tried to rip it in one corner； but； for all its apparent fragility； it wouldn鈥檛 tear。
last of all came sword…belt and bell…bandolier。
the sendings brought them to her； but made no attempt to put them on。 sabriel adjusted them herself； carefully arranging bells and scabbard； feeling the familiar weight鈥攂ells across her breast and sword balanced on her hip。 she turned to the mirror and looked at her reflection； both pleased and troubled by what she saw。 she looked petent； professional； a traveler who could look after herself。 at the same time； she looked less like someone called sabriel； and more like the abhorsen； capital letter and all。
she would have looked longer； but the sendings tugged at her sleeves and directed her attention to the bed。 a leather backpack lay open on it and； as sabriel watched； the sendings packed it with her remaining old clothes； including her father鈥檚 oilskin； spare undergarments； tunic and trousers； dried beef and biscuits； a water bottle； and several small leather po