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"
Hoho
.
"
The
temperature
lowered
by
several
degrees
.
"
So
if
you
would
kindly
step
this
way
?
"
The
great
hall
had
changed
.
For
one
thing
,
it
was
a
great
deal
greater
.
Several
walls
had
been
knocked
into
adjoining
rooms
,
and
the
ceiling
and
several
storeys
of
upper
rooms
had
been
entirely
removed
.
The
floor
was
a
mass
of
rubble
except
in
the
middle
of
the
room
,
which
was
a
heap
of
gold
-
Well
,
goldish
.
It
looked
as
though
someone
had
scoured
the
palace
for
anything
that
shone
or
glittered
.
There
were
the
picture
frames
,
and
the
gold
thread
out
of
tapestries
,
and
silver
,
and
the
occasional
gem
.
There
were
also
tureens
from
the
kitchens
,
candlesticks
,
warming
pans
,
fragments
of
mirror
.
Sparkly
stuff
.
The
councillors
were
not
in
a
position
to
pay
much
attention
to
this
,
however
,
because
of
what
was
hanging
above
their
heads
.
It
looked
like
the
biggest
badly
-
rolled
cigar
in
the
universe
,
if
the
biggest
badly
-
rolled
cigar
in
the
universe
was
in
the
habit
of
hanging
upside
down
.
Two
talons
could
be
dimly
seen
gripping
the
dark
rafters
.
Halfway
between
the
glittering
heap
and
the
doorway
a
small
table
had
been
laid
.
The
councillors
noted
without
much
surprise
that
the
familiar
ancient
silverware
was
missing
.
There
were
china
plates
,
and
cutlery
that
looked
as
though
it
had
very
recently
been
whittled
from
bits
of
wood
.
Wonse
took
a
seat
at
the
head
of
the
table
and
nodded
to
the
servants
.
"
Please
be
seated
,
gentlemen
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
am
sorry
things
are
a
little
.
.
.
different
,
but
the
king
hopes
you
will
bear
with
it
until
matters
can
be
more
suitably
organised
.
"
The
,
er
,
"
said
the
head
merchant
.
"
The
king
,
"
repeated
Wonse
.
His
voice
sounded
one
dribble
away
from
madness
.
