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By noon the city had gathered around the fountain. Anyone who could climb had climbed; those who could not watched from windows, their faces pressed to glass. The magistrate, who remembered the Guild's last reckoning, ordered people indoors and called for the remaining pages. There were few left. Most had taken up honest trades: bakers, carpenters, tanners. They had families and debts and no appetite for old superstitions. Kowas was one of three who answered.