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chair hasn't been sat in,' Albert whined.
'Sorry, but is that important?' said Mort. 'My grandad didn't used to come home for days if he'd had a good sale at the market.'
'But he's 'Not really. I've really only done the practical side. He said he'd tell me about the theoretical stuff later,' said Mort. Ysabell burst into tears.
Albert took Mort's arm and, with considerable dramatic waggling of his eyebrows, indicated that they should have a little talk in the corner. Mort trailed after him reluctantly.always here,' said Albert. 'Every morning, as long as I've known him, sitting here at his desk a-working on the nodes. It's his job. He wouldn't miss it.''I expect the nodes can look after themselves for a day or two,' said Mort.The drop in temperature told him he was wrong. He looked at their faces.They can't?' he said.Both heads shook.'If the nodes aren't worked out properly all the Balance is destroyed,' said Ysabell. 'Anything could happen.''Didn't he explain?' said Albert.