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’
About
the
universe
is
what
I
meant
,
’
said
Albert
hurriedly
.
’
I
mean
,
have
you
ever
thought
about
it
?
’
’
I
know
the
Disc
is
carried
through
space
on
the
backs
of
four
elephants
that
stand
on
the
shell
of
Great
A
’
Tuin
,
’
said
Mort
.
’
That
’
s
just
part
of
it
.
I
meant
the
whole
universe
of
time
and
space
and
life
and
death
and
day
and
night
and
everything
.
’
’
Can
’
t
say
I
’
ve
ever
given
it
much
thought
,
’
said
Mort
.
’
Ah
.
You
ought
.
The
point
is
,
the
nodes
are
part
of
it
.
They
stop
death
from
getting
out
of
control
,
see
.
Not
him
,
not
Death
.
Just
death
itself
.
Like
,
uh
—
’
Albert
struggled
for
words
–
’
like
,
death
should
come
exactly
at
the
end
of
life
,
see
,
and
not
before
or
after
,
and
the
nodes
have
to
be
worked
out
so
that
the
key
figures
.
.
.
you
’
re
not
taking
this
in
,
are
you
?
’
’
Sorry
.
’
’
They
’
ve
got
to
be
worked
out
,
’
said
Albert
flatly
,
’
and
then
the
correct
lives
have
got
to
be
got
.
The
hourglasses
,
you
call
them
.
The
actual
Duty
is
the
easy
job
.
’
’
Can
you
do
it
?
’
’
No
.
Can
you
?
’
