The janitor spoke of his not eating. And, as Drene said nothing, hementioned the fact that Drene had not set foot outside his ownquarters in many fortnights.

Drene nodded: "I expect to go for a walk this evening."

But he did not. He lay on his couch, eyes open in the unlitness,wondering what Graylock was doing, how he lived, what occupied hisdays.