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Bernice closed her eyes, half to help her think, half in anticipation of being horribly shot. She<br />

reached inside her mind, trying to remember all those absolute memory tricks that Professor<br />

Laight had taught her. Blank. She breathed deeply and slowly, searching for her hidden depths.<br />

She realized that there was a lumpy thing in her jerkin pocket.<br />

She put her hand on it. Slipped her finger into it.<br />

And opened her eyes smiling.<br />

She swung the finger with the green gem on it into the Greater One's line of sight. 'Ah-ha!' she<br />

said. 'You didn't bet on me having this, did you?'<br />

The Greater One adopted the tone of voice one uses to address infants who've brought home<br />

half a bat. 'No. What is it?'<br />

'It's a ring which . . . does all sorts of dangerous things.' Bernice wondered if laughter meant<br />

the same thing for Perfectons as it did for humans. She hoped not. 'It can summon a powerful<br />

genie of my own.'<br />

'Really?' said the Greater One. 'Then show us.'<br />

Bernice glared at him, and rubbed the gem. She was really only killing time, hoping that the<br />

magic words would pop into her head, or that Wolsey would remember them.<br />

So she was quite surprised when there was a burst of flame in front of her.<br />

Between her and Wolsey and the mass of the Perfecton army appeared Menlove Stokes.

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