Стража! Стража!

           "Lessofthat,brothers,"saidtheGrandMaster,spinningaround."Bringmagicalthings,Isaid.Notcheapjewelleryandrubbish!Goodgrief,thiscityislousywithmagic!"Hereacheddown."Whatarethesethings,forheaven’ssake?"

           "They’restones,"saidBrotherPlastereruncertainly.

           "Icanseethat.Why’retheymagical?"

           BrotherPlastererbegantotremble."They’vegotholesinthem,SupremeGrandMaster.Everyoneknowsthatstoneswithholesinthemaremagical."

           TheSupremeGrandMasterwalkedbacktohisplaceonthecircle.Hethrewhisarmsup.

           "Right,fine,okay,"hesaidwearily."Ifthat’showwe’regoingtodoit,that’showwe’regoingtodoit.Ifwegetadragonsixincheslongwe’llallknowthereasonwhy.Won’twe,BrotherPlasterer.BrotherPlasterer?Sorry.Ididn’thearwhatyousaid?BrotherPlasterer?"

           "Isaidyes,SupremeGrandMaster,"whisperedBrotherPlasterer.

           "Verywell.Solongasthat’squiteunderstood."TheSupremeGrandMasterturnedandpickedupthebook.

           "Andnow,"hesaid,"ifweareallquiteready..."

           "Um."BrotherWatchtowermeeklyraisedhishand.

           "Readyforwhat,SupremeGrandMaster?"hesaid.

           "Forthesummoning,ofcourse.Goodgrief,Ishouldhavethought-"