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Nijel held the lamp gingerly. It had a strangely sleek look, as if someone had set out to make a lamp that could go fast.

He rubbed it.

'A lamp,' said the Seriph, 'he used a lamp. Not this lamp. No, the real lamp was a battered old thing, and one day this wicked pedlar came round offering new lamps for old and my greatgrandmother gave it to him for this one. The family kept it in the vault as a sort of memorial to her. A truly stupid woman. It doesn't work, of course.'

'But you said your grandfather used it to make his fortune' said Conina.

'But he may do something stupid'

'Erm,' he said, 'excuse me. Would this be any good? I stole it. Sorry.'

'Erm,' he said, 'excuse me. Would this be any good? I stole it. Sorry.'

Away on either side the beach stretched in long, excruciatingly flat curves, supporting nothing but a few clumps of withered dune grass which lived off the moisture in the spray. There was no sign of any shade.

'I wouldn't,' warned Creosote.

'It's magic, isn't it?' he said hopefully. 'I've heard about them, isn't it worth a try?'

'You tried it?'

Conina sighed. 'There's more to life than narrative, you know.'

'No, but he wouldn't have given it away if it was any good, would he?'

Conina sighed. 'There's more to life than narrative, you know.'

'And yet, delightful snow on the slopes of Mount Eritor, we do not know which one.'

The effects were curiously unimpressive. There was a half-hearted pop and a puff of wispy smoke near Nijel's feet. A line appeared in the beach several feet away from the smoke. It spread quickly to outline a square of sand, which vanished.

'We shouldn't have let him go like that,' said Conina.

'But you said your grandfather used it to make his fortune' said Conina.

He held out the lamp that had been in the treasury.

'I wouldn't,' warned Creosote.

'I wouldn't,' warned Creosote.

A figure barrelled out of the beach, jerked to a stop, and groaned.

The Seriph ran his tongue over his lips.

Nijel sighed, and reached into his bag.

'Give it a rub,' said Conina. 'It can't do any harm.'

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