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           "Yes,allright,"saidafiguretheSupremeGrandMasterknewtobeBrotherPlasterer."Butsowhat?Let’ssayaskionturnsup,walksuptothePatrician,says’Whatho,I’mking,here’sthebirthmarkasperspec,nowbuggeroff’.What’shegotthen?Lifeexpectancyofmaybetwominutes,that’swhat."

           "Youdon’tlisten,"saidBrotherWatchtower."Thethingis,theskionhastoarrivewhenthekingdomisthreatened,doesn’the?Theneveryonecansee,right?Thenhegetscarriedofftothepalace,curesafewpeople,announcesahalf-holiday,handsroundabitoftreasure,andBob’syouruncle."

           "Hehastomarryaprincess,too,"saidBrotherDoorkeeper.’’Onaccountofhimbeingaswineherd.’’

           Theylookedathim.

           "Whosaidanythingabouthimbeingaswineherd?"saidBrotherWatchtower."Ineversaidhewasaswineherd.What’sthisaboutswineherds?"

           "He’sgotapoint,though,"saidBrotherPlasterer."He’sgenerallyaswineherdoraforesterorsimilar,yourbasicskion.It’stodowithbeinginwossname.Cognito.They’vegottoappeartobeof,youknow,humbleorigins."

           "Nothingspecialabouthumbleorigins,"saidaverysmallBrother,whoseemedtoconsistentirelyofalittleperambulatoryblackrobewithhalitosis."I’vegotlotsofhumbleorigins.Inmyfamilywethoughtswineherdingwasaposhjob."

           "Butyourfamilydoesn’thavethebloodofkings,BrotherDunnykin,’’saidBrotherPlasterer.

           "Wemightof,"saidBrotherDunnykinsulkily.