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'I wouldn't,' warned Creosote.

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.

'While we do something clever and sit on a baking beach with nothing to eat or drink, is that 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.'

'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.'

'Sorry. I lost control a little, there.'

'I wouldn't,' warned Creosote.

'I should think that is very likely,' said Creosote primly.

'But he may do something stupid'

'I suppose a quick anecdote is out of the question?' he croaked.

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.

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.

'Sorry. I lost control a little, there.'

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

The Seriph ran his tongue over his lips.

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

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

The Seriph ran his tongue over his lips.

'But he may do something stupid'

Now that the sun was well up the crushed-shell beach glowed like a salt flat. The sea didn't look any better by daylight. It moved like thin oil.

It was wearing a turban, an expensive tan, a small gold medallion, shiny shorts and advanced running shoes with curly toes.

Now that the sun was well up the crushed-shell beach glowed like a salt flat. The sea didn't look any better by daylight. It moved like thin oil.

'You tried it?'

'But he may do something stupid'

'While we do something clever and sit on a baking beach with nothing to eat or drink, is that it?'

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