Contents ( 26)
- TALES OF THE THE DYING EARTH
- Table of Contents
- The Dying Earth
- The Dying Earth
- 1. TURJAN OF MIIR
- 2. MAZIRIAN THE MAGICIAN
- 3. T'SAIS
- 4. LIANE THE WAYFARER
- 5. ULAN DHOR
- 6. GUYAL OF SFERE
- The Eyes of the Overworld
- Cugels Saga
- Cugels Saga
- CHAPTER I FROM SHANGLESTONE STRAND TO SASKERVOY
- CHAPTER II FROM SASKERVOY TO TUSTVOLD MUD-FLATS
- CHAPTER III FROM TUSTVOLD TO PORT PERDUSZ
- CHAPTER IV FROM PORT PERDUSZ TO KASPARA VITATUS
- CHAPTER V FROM KASPARA VITATUS TO CUIRNIF
- CHAPTER VI FROM CUIRNIF TO PERGOLO
- Rhialto the Marvellous
- Rhilato the Marvellous
- Foreword
- 1 The Murthe
- 2 Fader's Waft
- 3 Morreion
- Footnotes
The group walked to the grove of cypress trees which concealed the Avventura. Along the way, Varmous spoke persuasively to Cugel: "In a business such as ours, one must occasionally make a small sacrifice for the general advantage. Hence —"
Cugel spoke with emphasis: "No more wheedling! I am adamant!"
Varmous shook his head sadly. "Cugel, I am disappointed in you. Do not forget that I helped acquire the vessel, at some risk to my reputation!"
"My planning and my magic were decisive! You only pulled on a rope. Remember also that at Kaspara Vitatus we part company. You will continue to Torqual while I fare south in my vessel."
Varmous shrugged. "I expect no difficulties except those of the next few minutes. We must discover which among our 'premier' passengers are truly strident and which can be induced to ride the carriages."
"That is reasonable," said Cugel. "I see that there are tricks to the trade, which I will be at pains to learn."
"Just so. Now, as to tactics, we must always seem of the same mind; otherwise the passengers will play us one against the other, and all control is lost. Since we cannot confer on each case, let us signal our opinions in this fashion: a cough for the boat and a sniff for the carriage."
"Agreed!"
Arriving at the boat the passengers stood back in skepticism. Perruquil, who was small, thin, hot-eyed, and seemed to be constructed only of nerves knotted around bones, went so far as to suggest duplicity. "Varmous, what is your plot? You take our terces, put us in the cabins of this ruined vessel, then go quietly off with your caravan: is that the way of it? Be warned: I was not born yesterday!"
"Boats do not ordinarily sail on the dry land," murmured the aesthete Clissum.
"Quite true," said Varmous. "By Cugel's magic, this vessel will fly safely and smoothly through the air."
Cugel spoke in a serious voice: "Because of a regrettable oversight, too many passengers have been booked aboard the Avventura, and four persons will be required to ride in our 'premier' carriage, at the head of the column where they can enjoy an intimate view of the nearby landscape. In this connection let me ask: who among you suffers either vertigo or an obsessive fear of heights?"
Perruquil fairly danced to the spasmodic forces of his emotion. "I shall not change to inferior accomodations! I was first to pay over my terces and Varmous guaranteed me a top priority! If necessary, I can bring the constable, who witnessed the transaction; he will support my case."
Varmous coughed significantly and Cugel coughed as well.
Ermaulde took Varmous aside and spoke a few urgent words in his ear, whereupon Varmous raised his hands to the sides of his head and pulled at his golden curls. He looked at Cugel and coughed sharply.
Clissum said: "For me there is no choice, only stark necessity! I cannot tolerate the road-side dust; I would wheeze and gasp arid go into asthmatic convulsions."