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Archchancellor?’
‘The comment I made recently about the Y-word . . .’
‘Yes? Yes?’
‘You can definitely include Yee-haw, too.’
The Dean hung his head.
‘Oh. And then the floor erupted ahead of them.
And then, behind them.
The thing that arose from the shattered tiles was either formless or many forms at once. It writhed angrily, snapping its tubing at them. The trolley skewed to a halt.
‘Got any more magic, Dean?’Yes. Archchancellor.’‘And why hasn’t everythin’ gone boom?’‘I put a slight delay on it, Archchancellor. I thought perhaps we ought to get out before things happened.’‘Good thinking, that man.’‘Soon have you out, Windle,’ said Reg Shoe. ‘We don’t leave our people in there. Isn’t this -‘
‘Er . . . no, Archchancellor.’