The gnollish apprentice ate and drank, watching Halisstra until she went into the back.<br/><br/>Down in the cellar, Seer-of-Ghosts moved to pin the barmaid against those casks.  His hand gripped her throat tightly now.  "I will come for you if you get rid of the child," he growled, "And I will hurt you.  I will scar your face and make sure your merchant's son can't stand to look upon you.  Then I will give you another child to carry."