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           TheSupremeGrandMasterraisedhishands.

           "AretheThuriblesofDestinyrituallychastised,thatEvilandLooseThinkingmaybebanishedfromthisSanctifiedCircle?"

           "Yep."

           TheSupremeGrandMasterloweredhishands.

           "Yep?"hesaid.

           "Yep,"saidBrotherDunnykinhappily."Doneitmyself."

           "Youaresupposedtosay’Yea,OSupremeOne’,"saidtheSupremeGrandMaster."Honestly,I’vetoldyouenoughtimes,ifyou’renotallgoingtoenterintothespiritofthething-"

           "Yes,youlistentowhattheSupremeGrandMastertellsyou,"saidBrotherWatchtower,glaringattheerrantBrother.

           "Ispenthourschastisingthemthuribles,"mutteredBrotherDunnykin.

           "Carryon,OSupremeGrandMaster,"saidBrotherWatchtower.

           "Verywell,then,"saidtheGrandMaster."Tonightwe’lltryanotherexperimentalsummoning.Itrustyouhaveobtainedsuitablerawmaterial,brothers?"

           "-scrubbedandscrubbed,notthatyougetanythanks-’’

           "Allsortedout,SupremeGrandMaster,"saidBrotherWatchtower.