Мор - ученик смерти

           ’That’swhatI’vebeentryingtosay,’hesaid.

           ’Soifyoucouldjustdropmeoffdowninthevalley,’thelittlemonkcontinuedplacidly.HesweptpastMortandheadedforthecourtyard.Mortstaredatthefloorforamoment,andthenranafterhiminawaywhichheknewtobeextremelyunprofessionalandundignified.

           ’Nowlookhebegan.

           ’TheotheronehadahorsecalledBinky,Iremember,’saidtheabbotpleasantly.’Didyoubuytheroundoffhim?’

           Theround?’saidMort,nowcompletelylost.

           ’Orwhatever.Forgiveme,’saidtheabbot,’Idon’treallyknowhowthesethingsareorganised,lad.

           ’Mort,’saidMort,absently.’AndIthinkyou’resupposedtocomebackwithme,sir.Ifyoudon’tmind,’headded,inwhathehopedwasafirmandauthoritativemanner.Themonkturnedandsmiledpleasantlyathim.

           ’IwishIcould,’hesaid.’Perhapsoneday.Now,ifyoucouldgivemealiftasfarasthenearestvillage,IimagineI’mbeingconceivedaboutnow.

           ’Conceived?Butyou’vejustdied!’saidMort.

           ’Yes,but,yousee,Ihavewhatyoumightcallaseasonticket,’theabbotexplained.

           LightdawnedonMort,butveryslowly.

           ’Oh,’hesaid,’I’vereadaboutthis.Reincarnation,yes?’

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