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Are gone—long dead and gone. Their ghosts are brains like the one that runs this planet—just gigantic computers pro- grammed and automatically self-maintained. The rest of their ghosts are the people Wuju. Haven't you understood that from what you've learned by this trip?" "I don't understand " she said blankly. "What do you mean the people are the Markovian ghosts?" " 'Until midnight at the Well.
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Them?" "Why they have drawn their swords!" responded the captain reproachfully. "Who cares?" roared the sorcerer. "We care " said the captain giving a shudder as he looked upon the strangers. "Their swords are sharp and some of us would get hurt. " "You're cowards!" shrieked the enraged Kwytoffle. "I'll turn you all into June-bugs!" At this threat the soldiers dropped their swords and axes and all fell upon their knees trembling visibly and imploring their cruel master not to change them into june-bugs. "Bah!" cried Nerle scornfully; "why don't you fight? If we kill you then you will escape being June-bugs. " "The fact is " said the captain woefully "we simply can't fight. For our swords are only tin and our axes are made of wood with silver-paper pasted over them. " "But why is that?" asked Wul-Takim.
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