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The Rangers were founded over one hundred and fifty years ago, in King Herbert’s reign. Do you know anything about him?” Halt looked sideways at the boy sitting beside him, tossing the question out quickly to see his response. Will hesitated. He vaugely remembered the name from history lessons in the Ward, but he couldn’t remember any details. Still, he decided he’d try to bluff his way through it…”Oh … yes,” he said, “King Herbert. We learned about him.””Really?” said the Ranger expansively. “Perhaps you could tell me a little about him?” He leaned back and crossed his legs, getting himself comfortable…”He was …” he hesitated, pretending to gather his thoughts. “The king.” That much he was sure of. Halt merely smiled and made a rolling gesture with his hand that meant go on. “He was the king … a hundred and fifty years ago,” Will said, trying to sound certain of his facts. The Ranger smiled at him, gesturing for him to continue yet again. “Ummm … well, I seem to recall that he was the one who founded the Ranger Corps,” he said hopefully, and Halt raised his eyebrows in mock surprise.”Really? You recall that, do you?
