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meant,' said Ipslore, bitterly, 'what is there in this world that makes living worth while?'
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually, CATS ARE NICE.
'Curse you!'
MANY HAVE, said Death, evenly.
'How much longer do I have?'
Death pulled a large hourglass from the secret recesses of his robe. The two bulbs were enclosed in bars of black andIpslore on the point of his hat, crackled down his arm, flashed along the staff and struck the child.
The wizard vanished in a wisp of smoke. The staff glowed green, then white, then merely red-hot. The child smiled in his sleep.
When the thunder had died away Death reached down slowly and picked gold, and the sand was nearly all in the bottom one.OH, ABOUT NINE SECONDS.Ipslore pulled himself up to his full and still impressive height, and extended the gleaming metal staff towards the child. A hand like a little pink crab reached out from the blanket and grasped it.'Then let me be the first and last wizard in the history of the world to pass on his staff to his eighth son,' he said slowly and sonorously. 'And I charge him to use it to-‘ I SHOULD HURRY UP, IF I WERE YOU . . .'-the full,' said Ipslore, 'becoming the mightiest-‘The lightning screamed from the heart of the cloud, hit
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