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59. Second Run
[Day-56 (23:10)](Aeron's room, Chandler Court, Sector 9) Fifty blank discs sat in a flour sack under the table, and they clinked every time Oren turned over. The sack had come off the scrap heap in Hollis's yard, where anyone willing to carry them could have them for nothing. Hollis had watched him tie the neck and had not asked what they were for. Kai had watched him not ask, and it had looked like it hurt. The room was dark and close. The blanket hung over the window again. A second one was hooked to the curtain nails over the corner by the table, so that whatever lit up there would stay there. Oren lay across the door in his coat with one arm out and the white thumb turned up on the boards. He had gone down at ten like a sack off a cart. He still smelled of the bakery. Marrow had said yes that afternoon, up the ropewalk stairs, with his mouth full. Two lots: Firstmark and Draftday. Nothing on a Sundial, when the Row shut. Nothing on a Binding, when the Exchange sent its lamps
58. Husk Money
[Day-55 (07:10)](The Preserver's counting-house, Ring Road, Sector 7) "Four hundred and twenty-three," said the buyer, "in all, for husk and chair." He said it to the scale, not to them. He was a thin man in a brown apron with a pencil behind each ear. The room was cold on purpose. A woman in grey sleeves stood at the end of the marble table with her palm flat on the husk, not looking at it. The dry crackle that had followed it all the way up Ring Road had stopped the moment she touched it. Beside it the armchair sat on the floor with its scorched arm and its plain high back. Kai had carried it up the iron stair on his shoulders. His palms had been wrapped in strips of Marcus's shirt ever since. "Fed, middling," the buyer went on. "Wasn't a Swelled one. It ate, but it wasn't greedy. The chair's good wood and nobody sat in it for years but the one thing. I'll write it as one lot." "Write it as two lines," said Marcus. "It's one slip." "Two lines. Husk, then chair." The buyer si
57. Ten Heads
[Day-54 (22:03)](The Sunken Playhouse, stage left lip and pit) The water had come up to a forearm below the boards and it was still coming. The brass lay tilted in the middle of the pit with one side up, black and streaming, its near rim against the foot of the stage. A pale hand lay flat on the water between two of its arms. "Marcus." The voice came from under it. "Marcus, it's me. It's Joss. I'm under it, I can't get out. Please. You said no one left behind." *It kept that.* Kai's hands had begun to hurt. The real lad lay on the grey boards with his head in his sister's lap and his foot turned the wrong way. He had been grey and silent. He opened his eyes. He heard his own voice come out of the dark, and his face crumpled. "I'm here," he said. "I'm here! I'm..." Dina's hand went over his mouth, too late. The brass lifted. It came up a finger's width on the far side and water poured off it in sheets. A second pale hand slid out beside the first. "Joss? Joss, help me. Please.
56. The Catch
[Day-54 (22:00)](The Sunken Playhouse, stage left lip and pit)It didn't jump. It went off the edge in one long fall with its arms out, hit the water feet first, and ran.Nothing in that house had run for a month. It ran in long strides with its arms hanging, and each foot slapped a flat white crown off the black water. The sound reached the wing half a beat late. *Slap, slap, slap.* It made no noise with its mouth, because it had nothing left to make one with.Cass had stopped singing.She had turned in the water. Kai saw her head come up, and her hands, which had been held out in front of her like a child's, come down and start to shake. The 'Rook' she'd been given was gone. She was looking at what had been under it.*The steps are no good.* They were at his end of the stage, ten paces along the foot of the wall. The thing covered four strides to her one. Cass saw it too. She turned her back on the steps and went the other way, wading for the far rail with the water dragging at her
55. Five Songs
[Day-54 (21:58)](The Sunken Playhouse, stage left wing) "Marcus," said Kai. "I think I've got something." "Later." "There isn't a later. I think it can only do one voice at a time." Nothing came back from the lip but the creak of boards. The lad's rhyme went on under his coat. Four people hung on Marcus without a sound. The old man had a fistful of his hair and was pulling his head back with it. Kai had been standing in the quiet with nothing to do but listen. *It stopped when it threw Marcus's "hold". It stopped on "Move". It stopped when Rook sat down. Every big voice, the whole room goes quiet. I thought that was the six listening. Hang on. It isn't. It's the Chair running out of mouth.* *One mouth, six leashes. It keeps the leashes going while it's quiet. Then it throws a voice and it's got nothing left for them.* He kept his eyes on the boards and thought about the notice. *"Fails in a crowd." I've been picturing people. Six people stood in rows aren't a crowd, the
54. The Empty Seat
[Day-54 (21:47)](The Sunken Playhouse, stage left wing, stage edge and pit)Kai had kept his eyes on the boards, as he'd been told. That was how he saw the chair. It stood at the very top of what he was allowed to look at, a plain armchair with one black arm and a ring of burnt rug. There was nothing in it. The pale hands were gone from the lap. The card lay on the seat by itself, red stamp up, facing the roof.*It's got up.*He didn't look for it. He listened. A board creaked in the middle of the stage, then another, a person's weight going toward the front without any hurry. The hum went with it, the four bars, the rise and the fall. It reached the very edge of the stage in the centre, above the pit, and the boards creaked once more and stopped. Somebody had sat down there with his legs over the edge."Cass," said Marcus, from the floor. His voice sounded far off. "Eyes on the boards.""Rook?" said Cass.*That's answering. That's Marcus's second rule, and she's just broken it.* The
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