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If Spittlethrift speaks the truth in saying that you cannot leave the Neverness without the aid of the Academicians, then you have little choice. Tanith flashes you a look that says, ‘I do not trust him.’ But you can only shrug a reply. You agree to steal the Threnogem from the Elessin of the Singing City.
‘Good, good. Marvellous, in fact,’ says Spittlethrift, joyously. ‘Come with me to the laboratory.’
