XII

     "You want to pay close attention, don't you!"

      That was the third time he'd summoned them that day. Each paging for three minutes address or call it some inky information. What was he thinking? What was he feeling like? Couldn't he had told them once and for all at the first of second meeting? Nah! He could do whatever he liked and that was why he was a master. He could make pawn of his subjects. He could do whatever he liked to them. He could make them eat from what he'd not. He could make them feel the rage choking their patience to naught. He had so much an influence on them that he wondered how he'd been be able to manage them up to that moment. He knew that they had no choice and that was all he could pawn at that moment. He knew they'd be drown in the ocean of wishes. He knew their phrenic acreage would lease them many ideas but they would prefer to throw them to the walls of fears. All those were w