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〃Or perhaps they were lost half a thousand years ago。〃
〃Perhaps。〃
〃So there may be nothing we can find to tell us about these defenders； nothing we can find to tell us how to restore Himaggery and Windlow and a thousand； thousand more。
〃About the defenders； I know only what I caught from Didir's mind before she fled me in panic…or before I drove her out in a panic of my own。 She knew of the defenders。 Originally there were five keys； kept by five persons； one of whom was someone near to Didir。 The reason for this was to prevent the defenders being accidentally released。 Now Manacle has unlocked all the bonds。 Any one who gets into that room needs only press a lever down； and whatever it is the defenders do will occur。 The idea of this drove Didir into panic； the others as well； and it burst my head with them。 Now I cannot raise them。〃
〃You locked the door？〃
〃I locked the door。 Manacle has a key。 I have no helpful thoughts about that。 Let us think of Himaggery and Windlow instead。 So far we have failed horribly at everything we tried to do。〃
She replied with some asperity。 〃Who would have thought that rescuing them would have entailed putting them back together？ It is difficult to go into a place such as this to set someone free if that person is able to walk and think and assist in the process。 I have done that； in one Game or another。 It is more difficult if the prisoner is unconscious or wounded； and I have played that Game too； in my time。 But to have a prisoner who must be reassembled prior to rescue denies logic and sets all sense awry。 I did； however； try to make our process somewhat simpler。 I have half of them with me。〃 And she reached into some interior pocket to bring forth the two blues； Himaggery the Wizard； Windlow the Seer； tiny and impeccable； cold and hard。 They were only patterns； as Manacle had said。 Patterns of personality。 Mavin waved at me to keep them； saying。 〃I have been thinking all the way back how we might put them together again。 It may be that the machine used to separate them is the same machine used to reassemble them。 In which case； we need only bring the bodies to that laboratory place。〃
I remembered something Manacle had said。 〃We need not do that。 The bodies are to be brought to a machine； Mavin。 Not to the laboratory； but to the 'base' where the ceremony is held。 There will be a machine there； too。 They will pretend to use it to restore those who play the part of voyagers。 The ship thing is there。 Manacle called it a shiptower。 At any rate； the bodies will be brought there； and there we should be waiting for them。〃
When she asked me where that might be； I shook my head。 I could not use Didir to fish for answers。 We knew that Manacle would go there； however； and he was easy enough to find…we knew where his quarters were。 〃Manacle；〃 mented Mavin； as we went toward his rooms。 〃The techs hate Manacle。 I think some kind of mutiny brews there； my son； an old mutiny。〃
I thought of Laggy Nap and his power over the boots。 〃Perhaps the contrivance which controls the boots has fallen into disrepair。 Perhaps； if techs are expected to repair things and techs are also controlled by the boots； they have found a way to disrepair it。〃
〃As I said；〃 she murmured； 〃mutiny。 Something brews。〃 Though I had not seen Huld since he had stormed away from us outside the room of the defenders； I felt his presence still like a weight upon my lungs。 Without Didir to protect me； I had to be more sly and secretive then heretofore。 Thus； it took a sneaking time to e to Manacle's place and hear his rumbling whine through the open door。 Shear came out； then went in again； several times。 Flogshoulder； too； went in and out； bearing garments of some ceremonial type。 They emerged together to go to a dining place； from which we later stole food which was of better quality than that given to Tallmen。
〃How long until this ceremony？〃 I muttered。 〃How long must we lurk in this way？〃
〃We are so far underground time is without meaning；〃 she said。 〃Nonetheless； if Manacle said 'two days' when we came into this place； then it cannot be long now。 We have blundered about in here for the better part of two days at least。 Time grows short； and I am glad of it。 I could not bear much more of this。〃
I felt it； too； the being without sunlight； without passage of day and night。 I wondered if this was how ghosts felt in the grave； separated not only from life but from time as well。 This led to other thoughts of gloom and destruction； from which Mavin had to rouse me when Manacle came from his quarters for the final time。
We had no doubt he came out prepared for ceremony。 There were stripes of gold upon his sleeves and his high square cap was splattered with gold as well。 Shear and Flogshoulder came behind； also decorated； and we went in procession down and down corridors toward a distant gate。 It was truly down； as though toward a valley； and it was into a valley we came to see the first light of dawn rouging the heights before us； brightening the cliffs with morning while the forests lay still in night below。 Here was a green meadow crisscrossed with metal tracks； heaped with mounds of wrack and jetsam （or so they appeared）； with a blackened tower standing at its center； silvered at its tip。 A tiny opening gaped high in the side of the tower； like a missing tooth； and a tall spidery ladder stood beneath it。 Upon the valley floor small groups of techs removed covers from machines which had been covered against the depredations of time and weather。 Near the tower was a machine similar in every respect to that one which had so changed Himaggery and Windlow。
〃The blues；〃 whispered Mavin。 〃See； they are carrying the blues into the tower。〃
She was right。 Some of the techs were carrying boxes of the blues to the tower where a lower section had been opened into some large cargo space。 There were no Tallmen on the field。 We would have to take the form of techs； and I looked at them closely with my Shifter's eyes before fading back into the shadows to take their shape。 Even as we emerged onto the field； the wagons of bodies came out of the tunnels to clatter their way toward the tower。 We went purposefully after it； looking neither right nor left； intent upon our pawnish； techish duties。
When we arrived at the tower； we began helping with the loading。 Mavin went up into that cargo space； then I。 We lifted body after body into it； stacking them； within moments ceasing to think of them as bodies at all。 They were only things。 When the tech outside put Windlow's feet into my hands for a moment I forgot what I was doing。 Mavin brought me to myself。
〃Here； pass him to me。 I have found a place to hide them。〃
So then I did double duty while she dragged Windlow away somewhere； then Himaggery； when he emerged from the general pile。
When the tech outside thrust up the last body to me where I stood inside the tower； he said； 〃Those who follow Quench； in the southeast portal； as soon as the ceremony starts 。。。〃 then turned away from me as though he had not spoken； waiting for no answer。 I had sense enough to step back out of the light。 When I turned； Mavin was there； nodding。
〃I heard him；〃 she said。 〃I told you； Peter。 Mutiny。 It will happen during the ceremony； when all the magicians are here。 Mark me； it will happen。 Now e see where I have put it。 The tower seemed small from outside； but from within it was a warren of twisting halls and tiny cubbies； many no bigger than closets； with mattressed shelves which were obviously beds。 So it was a ship。 A ship。 How could it be？ I turned to Mavin with the question on my lips。
〃Not a water…going ship； Peter。 Think！ Put together the pieces。 You spent long enough with Himaggery to have learned to do that。〃
She showed me where she had put them； in one of the little cubbies； half hidden behind a huge pipe which seemed to run the entire height of the place； from tip to base。 At that moment I wanted only to lie down beside the cold bodies and sleep； but she dragged me around the pipe and into it； where stairs wound up and up to some dizzying termination。
〃We need to find a place to watch from；〃 she said； dragging me along behind her。 So we went； up and up； ing at last to that open place we had seen from the tunnel mouth。 The spidery stairs were just outside。 Far below on the grass the magicians were assembling。
Now； how can I make you see what we saw； Mavin and I？ I must； for in what we saw was much of old Windlow's conjecture and Himaggery's purpose； much of my confusion and Mavin's effort。 It was in that ceremony we learned what we were； and why； and I； all unwitting of what was to e； was only sleepy； lonely； and a little afraid of what might happen at any time。 So let me step outside of that and tell you what you would have seen； had you been there。
On a grassy hill were rows of the young magicians； ordered inexplicably by one who stood before them； each holding a book before him。 Here and there upon the grass groups of the magicians stood about； chatting with one another。 The sun came down； lighting all with a kind of innocent glory。 The young magicians began to sing。 I had never heard music like that before。 It soared and pierced； made me want to laugh and cr