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’
You
’
ve
got
to
look
smart
,
’
said
Lezek
severely
.
’
You
’
ve
got
to
make
an
impression
,
stand
out
in
the
crowd
.
’
There
was
no
doubt
about
it
.
He
would
.
They
set
out
among
the
throng
crowding
the
square
,
each
listening
to
his
own
thoughts
.
Usually
Mort
enjoyed
visiting
the
town
,
with
its
cosmopolitan
atmosphere
and
strange
dialects
from
villages
as
far
away
as
five
,
even
ten
miles
,
but
this
time
he
felt
unpleasantly
apprehensive
,
as
if
he
could
remember
something
that
hadn
’
t
happened
yet
.
The
fair
seemed
to
work
like
this
:
men
looking
for
work
stood
in
ragged
lines
in
the
centre
of
the
square
.
Many
of
them
sported
little
symbols
in
their
hats
to
tell
the
world
the
kind
of
work
they
were
trained
in
–
shepherds
wore
a
wisp
of
wool
,
carters
a
hank
of
horsehair
,
interior
decorators
a
strip
of
rather
interesting
hessian
wallcovering
,
and
so
on
.
The
boys
seeking
apprenticeships
were
clustered
on
the
Hub
side
of
the
square
.
’
You
just
go
and
stand
there
,
and
someone
comes
and
offers
you
an
apprenticeship
,
’
said
Lezek
,
his
voice
trimmed
with
uncertainty
.
’
If
they
like
the
look
of
you
,
that
is
.
’
’
How
do
they
do
that
?
’
said
Mort
.
’
Well
,
’
said
Lezek
,
and
paused
.
Hamesh
hadn
’
t
explained
about
this
bit
.
He
drew
on
his
limited
knowledge
of
the
marketplace
,
which
was
restricted
to
livestock
sales
,
and
ventured
,
’
I
suppose
they
count
your
teeth
and
that
.
And
make
sure
you
don
’
t
wheeze
and
your
feet
are
all
right
.
I
shouldn
’
t
let
on
about
the
reading
,
it
unsettles
people
.
’
’
And
then
what
?
’
said
Mort
.
’
Then
you
go
and
learn
a
trade
,
’
said
Lezek
.
’
What
trade
in
particular
?
’
