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Show decided we everyone to take SmallHoldings in the Jumbles." "Ah, dear Saints!" breathed Dr'Anya with deep sorrow. "And Magri?" She looked at the good woman who then covered her face with her apron. "Magri, too, y'r Grace," said Shimu. And he put his cap back on his head. "And then my blackguard Father bought that horrible big t h i n g . . . . " said Janni. "Aye, by Saint Isaac," said Dr'Anya, "but, worse, made he Hoqqam HeadHerdsman and brought the villain in a crew of the most knavish wights to do the planting, wights who had never in their clownish lives touched fingertip to the AgTerminals nor hand to' the plow...." The lamp on the night table faded and died, then came back on as bright as ever. "And then, who should return to Hoqqam...." The lamp faded again, came back. " . . . b u t that poor child, Hoqqam's sister, who'd been nursed back to some semblance of health by the good people at the hostelry." The lamp faded for several seconds, then it went out. And stayed out. 120 |