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I believe I was conversing with Master Jorian, when you cut in, Amazluek, said Vegh. Will you kindly mind your business, whilst I-

At the top, the king got off the lift, which wobbled as his weight left it, and wheezed his way up to the clockwork floor. Jorianfollowed. The soldiers, red-faced, sweating, and gasping, filed into the clockwork chamber after him.

If lift will bear weight, sire, said Jorian .

What is its limit?

Soliciting a new member already, eh, Vegh? said the tall, thin grandee with the pointed gray beard. Not sporting, you know.

I know not for sure, but methinks we press it.

Detail a squad of the guard to ascend the tower by the stairs, keeping on a level with us as the lift bears us aloft. Pick strong men with sound hearts We would not have them collapse halfway up, heh heh.

Like the tower, Saghol, the ground-floor lift attendant, had been cleaned up for the occasion. He jerked his cords, and the lift rose, groaning. The squad of guardsmen clattered up the stairs, keeping pace with the lift.

If lift will bear weight, sire, said Jorian .

Vegh smiled. This is Lord Amazluek, stasiarch of the Kilts. Naturally, he would prefer to enlist you in his-

Well, heh heh, one stalwart soldier ought to suffice.

Like the tower, Saghol, the ground-floor lift attendant, had been cleaned up for the occasion. He jerked his cords, and the lift rose, groaning. The squad of guardsmen clattered up the stairs, keeping pace with the lift.

Aye, sire? replied the most glittering soldier of all, a strikingly handsome man as tall as Jorian .

Permit me, Master Jorian . I am Lord Vegh, stasiarch of the Pants. I see by your garb that you are a person of progressive ideas, like those of my honorable association. When you take out Penembic citizenship, perhaps you would care-

Excuse me, my lords, said Jorian . I be not up on Irazi politics. Explain, pray.

Excuse me, my lords, said Jorian . I be not up on Irazi politics. Explain, pray.

On the clockwork floor, the machinery was in full noisy operation. The shaft driven by the horse mill on the ground floor rotated, driving the pump that raised water from the sump to the reservoir above. Water ran from this reservoir through a pipe to a large wheel bearing a circle of buckets. As each bucket filled, the escapement released the wheel, allowing it to rotate just far enough to bring an empty bucket under the spout. At the bottom of their travel, the buckets tipped, spilling their water into the trough, whence it ran to the sump. The bucket wheel drove a gear train connected to the shafts of the four clocks on the four sides of the tower. Another mechanism struck a gong on the hour.

Borai, potbellied, gray-bearded, and kilted, bowed to Jorian , mumbled something that Joriancould not hear, and shot a slit-eyed glare at Karadur.

Permit me, Master Jorian . I am Lord Vegh, stasiarch of the Pants. I see by your garb that you are a person of progressive ideas, like those of my honorable association. When you take out Penembic citizenship, perhaps you would care-

What is its limit?

If lift will bear weight, sire, said Jorian .

It is my business cried Amazluek. When I see thee cozening an innocent young foreigner-

Aye, sire? replied the most glittering soldier of all, a strikingly handsome man as tall as Jorian .

Ah, well, we cannot diet down in time for this ride. Colonel Chuivir

Detail a squad of the guard to ascend the tower by the stairs, keeping on a level with us as the lift bears us aloft. Pick strong men with sound hearts We would not have them collapse halfway up, heh heh.

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