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to shut them down,” I informed them.

β€œHow?” asked Bunny.

β€œI don't know yet,” I admitted. β€œI'll figure it out on the way there. Bunny, can Bytina lead us to this recruiting of?fice?”

β€œYou bet,” she answered, pleased to show off her pet's prowess.

β€œNo, wait, Master Skeeve,” Zol halted us. β€œIf you will allow a little advice? It is not enough to attack a single out?let, as you saw before. You need to reach as many people as possible.” He pointed to a shop window where people were gathered to look at screens similar to computers but some?how not as sophisticated.

β€œBlack and white,” Zol explained, β€œnot as advanced as in some dimensions, but all-​pervasive here on Ronko. I seem to recall having been interviewed some years ago at a media outlet, though I cannot recall precisely where it is.” He turned to Bunny.

She touched the tiny keyboard, and an arrow filled the round mirror. Bunny held the small device level, and ges?tured over her head. β€œThis way.”

I glanced into the screens as I passed. The images in them didn't look black and white to me, but a spooky gray blue and chalky white that made the beings pictured look otherworldly. But I was the demon here. Maybe that looked good to the denizens of Ronko.

The television station was a building off to itself at the edge of a big park square. It had been built like one of its

own screens, a huge box with a glass front. Inside Ronkonese hurried around three-​walled rooms with lights, boxes on wheels and hand-​sized padded sticks, which they pushed in front of one another's faces.

I told my story to the receptionist. She gestured us to a seat, and we waited. The lobby had a wall of screens, each showing a different activity. On one, a male gestured with both palms at a map. It had a smiley sun face and a frowny rain cloud facing one another over a dashed line that sepa?rated rough halves of the geographical area pictured. In an?other, a cheerful looking female in a frilly apron held up a cylindrical bottle and a sponge. I guessed she was promot?ing some kind of cleaning product.

In a while, an eager little Ronkonese female came out to meet us. She was dressed a lot like Bunny often did, in a trim skirt suit with a ruffle at the neck.

β€œI'm Velda Skarrarov,” she introduced herself, shaking hands with all of us and ending with a pat on Gleep's head. The fact that we all looked very different from natives of Ronko, or that we had a dragon with us, seemed not to faze her at all. β€œI'm very interested in your story. Will you come to my studio with me, please?”

We followed her through the chaotic hallways. Velda talked to us over her shoulder as she negotiated her way, striding past busy men in headsets pushing big pieces of equipment. β€œI'm an investigative reporter,” she confided. β€œThey all think I'm insane, a girl trying to make it as a rough-​and-​tumble journalist, but I know they're wrong.”

β€œThey are,” Zol replied, keeping up with her effort?lessly. β€œWhy, in a few years it will be the norm to see fe?males in your position. Be strong, be intelligent, and when the time comes, be generous to your detractors. They can't see what you do.”

β€œWhy, thank you,” Velda smiled. β€œI really appreciate your confidence. Of course I know who you are. I'd like to interview you after I speak to your friend.”

β€œWith pleasure,” Zol assured her.

I didn't like the television station, and I could tell Gleep felt as uncomfortable as I did. A shrill whine permeated every room all of the time. There was no escape from the sound. It made Gleep flatten his ears sideways. I wished mine were as mobile.

β€œIt's the monitors,” Velda informed us. β€œThey don't like to work, and they want us to know they're unhappy. They don't like to suffer alone.”

β€œMisery loves company,” Zol intoned. Velda regarded him with the same sheeplike expression Bunny did. I could tell she was falling under his spell.

β€œCan we get back to the reason we're here?” I insisted, with some heat.

β€œOh, yes!” Velda exclaimed, gesturing us into an office, once again with only three solid walls. The fourth was a section of the vast window that made up the front of the building. She showed my friends a line of chairs against a wall, and pointed me at a seat in front of a row of hot lights. β€œPlease sit there.”

The room was very plain except for a panel behind us that looked like the cityscape we had admired on the way there. Opposite it on the far wall were several big monitor screens, with different scenes on each one.

Two big boxes were wheeled in that looked like siege cannon except that the gun end had a glass lens in it. Each contraption moved on a platform with three or four Ronkonese to steer it. A woman appeared wielding a pow?der puff and an eyeliner pencil. She applied both to Velda and then to me. Tananda and Bunny, safely out of the way, giggled at my discomfiture.

β€œReady?” Velda asked me, as she settled herself in the seat opposite mine in front of the lights. β€œTell me your story.”

I told her the entire tale, beginning with the arrival of Wensley in my study, going on through his description of the Pervects' domination of the Wuhses, our surveillance

of them in their lair, their attempt to take over Scamaroni, and

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