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Show "And did you finish the indexing selection?" Janni interrupted. "Aye, child, we did. All we needs have now is access to the Governor. Then we can begin. 'Twas fair satisfying, using the Governor to help crack its own security. But, in faith, it took a bedamned long time to do it." He waved toward the other room. "We're going to have the separate Codex Nonridiculum thoroughly indexed and stored in the auxiliary vault below us here in the Tartars and in hardcopy in the vault. And then we'll come pricking over the BauerWorlde plains on our white chargers on orders of the Governor a n d . . - " He reached in his tunic and pulled out another cigar, "...make a new beginning." He began patting his leggings for his matches. "And thinkest thou that the Network folk will give trouble, dissension as thou sayest?" asked Janni. Dr'Igor shook his head hastily. "Nay, nay, think I no such thing," he said quickly. "Fear not that we will have civil war following our Revolution, my dear!" He laughed. "For they in the BauerNetwork do follow the Governor blindly. But to be armed and full ready is to insure the peace, thou seest?" He looked off into the middle distance, and added, "And I look forward mightily to meeting this wight, the Brown Mole, for he may well be on the Exalted Board and therefore prove to be of help to myself in the reorganization. I picture him," he went on, "as a shapely fellow, a knight of the Bauercrats, so to speak. Flamboyant. Breaking hearts as well as codes. Swashbuckling it at the tourneys. Waving his secret work right under the noses of his fellow Exalted Managers." He laughed outright. "Indeed, I look forward to meeting this wight!" Then he stood up. "If he would only hurry and give us access!" He hit the table with one fist. "Then we could begin... 252 |