Farid gritted his teeth and looked at the graveyard around him warily. He could feel the lost souls of the dead that were buried here; they sent shivers up his spine. The hope of seeing Dustfinger was the only reason that Farid would ever come to such an accursed place. Farid glanced over at Meggie, to see how she was faring, but he was met with an icy glare. Yes, she held him responsible for this, she was still afraid that something might happen to her Mo. Farid turned away, and he turned his gaze on the Bluejay instead. The Bluejay, he looked as invincible as the books had described him. But as he and the Black Prince entered the graveyard alone, Farid noticed a twinge of fear in in the Bluejay's eyes, not for himself, but for his family who waited in the trees behind him.

Slowly, Mo (although Farid thought that the name Silvertongue suited him better at the moment) began to summon the White Women. They came. Beautiful, horrible, pure, inviting, they surrounded the Bluejay. The white women faded, he faded, and then they all were gone.

But Dustfinger did not appear. Not even a ghost of him. Farid yelled out with all of the agony, pain and anger that burned inside of him. He used every curse he knew on Cheeseface and shouted to the world that Cheeseface had tricked, lied and caused the Bluejay's death.

To make matters worse, if that were possible, Meggie blamed Farid for everything. The cold looks she gave him hurt more than a punch in the guts. Then, as she left with that boy, Doria, she asked "Why are you still here? Are you still hoping to see Dustfinger appear before you? He's not coming back any more than my father will, but I'm positive that Orpheus will take you now that you've helped him kill my father!" (The lines that Meggie really uses are on page 222 of Inkdeath). Then she tried to ride off, but Farid stood in front of her horse and whispered something to it to make it stay put (A trick that Dustfinger had once taught him). Farid stroked the horse, and then glaring at Meggie he growled "You just don't understand do you? You've always had Mo, your mother, Elinor and now you've got him," Farid said, jerking his finger in Doria's direction "But me? I've always been alone. I was the youngest of the forty thieves, the one they all ignored. I was an orphan who was never cared for, and then, your father read me out of that prison. And I met Dustfinger. Dustfinger who cared for me, treated me like an apprentice, like a son. He was the first person who cared about me, and he died for me. And I know you think it's hopeless, but if there is anything at all I can do to bring him back, and repay him for all he's done for me I'll do it, even if I must die for him as he died for me. "

By the end of his speech there were tears in Farid's dark eyes and Meggie's gaze had softened. She could relate to Farid and his pain, now that her father was gone too. She wanted nothing more than to jump off of the horse, hold him in her arms and comfort him, but after Farid gave her a hard stare, she realized that he might not be in the mood. "That's what true loyalty is, Meggie. But I can't expect you to understand that can I, seeing as when someone you care for leaves you, you simply replace them!" Farid glanced at Doria hostilely, and Doria suddenly seemed very interested in an ant crawling by his horse's hoof. Farid did not wait for Meggie to reply. He turned away from her, and ignoring her as she called his name, Farid rode away.