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with plenty of wood screws to secure it in place. You can also do the fiend's
tooth method, and just cut alternating tongues and recesses all along the
edges to be joined, so that they fit together, like a fiend's jaw. Requires a
little more work and precision, but the result is neat and very strong." He
paused to breathe once again.
"Hamrys..."
"Then there's the lid. The lid's gonna need a rim or lip all round its edge,
made from a strip of wood pinned to the box or carved around the edge
itself. Once you have some pilot holes drilled into the main box, then drill in
the screws in the top of the lid maybe half a handspan apart..."
He wasn't going to stop talking. The man would never stop talking now that
he was on a roll.
I growled, "If you don't shut up and give me a pillow I'm going to hit you...
Hard."
That finally got his attention. He frowned at me with a confused look on his
face. "Pardon?"
"I said, I need a coffin pillow. That's all, just a pillow. Do you have any?"
He looked relieved and smiled. "A pillow? Ah, I thought you might need the
entire coffin." He put his hand on his chin again. "I'm so sorry, but I'm out of
stock on pillows right now. I don't know when I'll have them again, what
with the warehouse being closed and all..."
"I've dealt with the warehouse, I'll just go there and get a pillow."
He smiled broadly. "Excellent. If you deal with the issue satisfactorily you
may have your pillow for free..." Hamrys began to get that lecture look on
his face again, "That may not seem like sufficient payment, but let me tell
you about the construction of those pillows..."
"No thank you! I'll just get started on this right away. Farewell." I said
quickly, and looked to Dimtree as Hamrys turned his blathering to the fellow
full-force.
Dimtree was tall, slender, with a glassy eyed expression. He seemed
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