Page 89 REGENT: (momentarily taken aback) I do not ask it yet. And I hesitate to contract a Gleaner to seek out other Gleaners. N: Don’t count me in with them. I know their kind. REGENT: Blood is salvage too, kid. (All the onlookers crowd away from N, staring) Thou’lt go after them at once. The witch-banders are missing some kind of book. And 2 Gleaners’ heads.