Colle's hopes were dashed the following morning. "Ah, good morning!" The stranger's voice startled her as she put a pile of books down on the table. "Has, ah, has Inric returned?" "He has already gone out," Colle says, turning to face him. He's carrying a bundle of papers awkwardly rolled up. "I didn't see him this morning." "Oh. Well, maybe that's better anyway. I will go back to the records room. I have a lot to work on." Then he clears his throat, as though about to make an important announcement. "I should tell you. My name is Yllianvarar An-Tahallin of the Seth-Varouin clan." "I am Magistra Colle," Colle says, starting to flip through the top book and trying not to sound impatient. "Good luck with your research."