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           "Youdon’tusethe’M’word.Getsrightuphisnose,sir.Hecan’thelpit,helosesallself-control.Likearedragtoawossname,sir.’Ape’isallright,sir,butnotthe’M’word.Because,sir,whenhegetsangryhedoesn’tjustgoandsulk,sir,ifyougetmydrift.He’snotroubleatallapartfromthat,sir.Allright?Justdon’tsaymonkey.Ohshit."

           TheBrethrenwerenervous.

           He’dheardthemtalking.Thingsweremovingtoofastforthem.Hethoughthe’dledthemintotheconspiracyabitatatime,nevergivingthemmoretruththantheirlittlebrainscouldcopewith,buthe’dstilloverestimatedthem.Afirmhandwasneeded.Firmbutfair.

           "Brothers,"saidtheSupremeGrandMaster,"aretheCuffsofVeracitydulyenhanced?"

           "What?"saidBrotherWatchtowervaguely."Oh.TheCuffs.Yeah.Enhanced.Right."

           "AndtheMartletsofBeckoning,aretheyfittinglydivested?"

           BrotherPlasterergaveaguiltystart."Me?What?Oh.Fine,noproblem.Divested.Yes."

           TheSupremeGrandMasterpaused.

           "Brothers,"hesaidsoftly."Wearesonear.Justoncemore.Justafewhours.Oncemoreandtheworldisours.Doyouunderstand,Brothers?"

           BrotherPlasterershuffledafoot.

           "Well,"hesaid."Imean,ofcourse.Yes.Nofearsaboutthat.Behindyouonehundredandtenpercent-"

           He’sgoingtosayonly,thoughttheSupremeGrandMaster.

           "-only-"

           Ah.

           "-we,thatis,allofus,we’vebeen...