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what was told about in a story. As if we went through the motions of the fight
at theLoathlyTower all over again for people to see."
Secoh's head came up and his eyes lit up.
"Could we, m'Lord?" he whispered.
"Maybe," said Jim incautiously and then hurried to add, "but it'll have to be
sometime pretty far in the future before we think about it seriously."
A little of the light died in Secoh's eyes, but some was left.
"Yes, m'Lord," he said. "Where by this clearing do you want the Cliffsiders?"
"That's the point," said Jim. "I'd like them to come down in the woods see if
you can't find a smaller clearing some place, not too far away, and then come
in on foot until they're right next to the clearing, behind those of us who
are putting on the play. They should be far enough back in the trees, though,
so that the people watching from the other end of the clearing can't see them.
They can take advantage of the things that will be built for the play to more
or less hide behind; but they have to keep their voices down."
"Why, m'Lord?" said Secoh.
"So none of those watching the play hear them. In fact, they should whisper,"
said Jim, "from the time they get there until the time they're called out.
You'll hear my voice speaking in your head, telling you to come forward with
five only five of them when the time's right. But until then they'd better
whisper; because the whole point of the play is that there are supposed to be
dragons in the story, but the people watching won't expect real dragons to be
there until they come forward. It'll be just as it is in the story whenSaint
Joseph sees the dragons coming and is afraid; and the young Christ tells him
there's nothing to fear."
"I see, m'Lord!" said Secoh. "I understand, now!"
"And you'll remember all this, won't you?" said Jim.
"M'Lord! A dragon never forgets!"
It was true enough in fact, only too true. They not only remembered, they
kept on talking about what they remembered over and over again for hundreds of
years. The discussion among the Cliffsiders had quieted down again by this
time, and they were waiting to hear more from Jim.
"Secoh will tell you where and when to go, and how to behave yourself when
you're there," he said. "But there's one important thing. No, two things. The
first is that you stay hidden among the trees around a clearing until Secoh
gives the word for a small number of you to move out, as representatives of
all of you. Remember now, none of the rest of you are going to be forgotten.
The representatives Secoh chooses will be allowed closest to the young Prince;
but his blessing will be for all of you."
The Cliffside dragons had to talk this over too, but since there was
apparently no choice in the matter, they finally quieted once more all but
Lamarg, who was still looking stubborn.
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"What was this second thing you were going to tell us, James?" he demanded.
"Oh, that," said Jim. "I was just going to mention to you that when you're
there in the woods, you just might by chance smell some trolls, or see a few
around "
An immediate growl erupted from the whole audience, mounting to almost a
full-sized roar before it settled down again into near silence.
"We hate trolls!" said Lamarg; and there was a roar of agreement.
"I know you do," said Jim soothingly. "But I don't think any of them are
going to get close enough for the rest of you to pay attention to them; and if
you did start doing something about them, you might give your presence away to
the people who are watching the play. That would spoil everything and, of
course, you'd never get blessed."
"It would spoil the blessing?" asked a dragon voice from the crowd.
"It would," said Jim.
"Then they just better not come too close," said Gorbash. "If they spoil
everything "
This, coming from the dragon who in spite of the fact that he was always
careful to hide the fact was probably the most peaceable of all the dragons
there, gave a pretty good index of the dragon reaction if the trolls
encircling Mnrogar's territory showed up. Jim winced internally. A
free-for-all of the dragons against the trolls would be almost as bad as a
melee between the dragons and the Earl's guests.
Jim wished he had given this aspect a little more thought earlier. But there
had been no time. It all went back, Jim knew, to something the dragons had
always considered an insult: the fact that the early Vikings and other
Scandinavian seafarers had used to take down the dragon-heads of their ships
when they came into shore, because they thought the sight of the dragon heads
would infuriate the trolls of the land.
"I repeat," Jim said, "the trolls are nothing to worry about. I just
mentioned them because I was concerned some of you might say something out
loud if you saw them, or do something that would let the people watching the
play know that you're there ahead of the time you're due to come out and be
blessed."
The dragons muttered, but agreed all except Lamarg, who still seemed in a bad
mood. He was staring at Hob-One now.
"And what's that little thing got to do with our going to the castle? This is
our business, isn't it? How's he come into it?" demanded Lamarg abruptly.
"This," said Jim, "is Hob-One de Malencontri. The hobgoblin of Castle
Malencontri, who is my special messenger; and if need be he can carry a [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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