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Reluctantly, he realized he needed advice

Which meant another duel, this time with his own brother

At least Tehol had no desire to wound Errant bless him, he seems to have no desires at all

‘What I desire,’ Tehol said, scowling, ‘is apre at its most basic level’ He lifted one of the dark, limp leaves, studied it for a lowered at Bugg

‘There are apes, master, for whom banana leaves constitute an essential source of nutrition’

‘Indeed? And are they extinct yet?’

‘I don’t know I a a sailor’s story I heard once at a bar’

‘He was a drunkard and a liar’

‘Oh, you know him, then’

Tehol looked round ‘Where’s Ublala? I need hith?’

‘Worth Where is he?’

‘On the roof Pining’

‘Oh The roof is good Pining is not Does he need yet another talking to, do you think?’

‘From you, master? No’

‘Some more leaves, please Don’t skiht the second time’

‘Whatever it is? You don’t know?’

‘No, master It just leaked out Maybe fro else It reminds one of-’

‘Tanneries?’

‘Yes, that’s it exactly Well done’

Tehol paled and slowly set down his bowl ‘I just had a thought’

Bugg’s eyes widened and he too put his bon ‘Please, ht’

‘It keeps coht?’