tle's grip； and the doors slammed。
He turned back to face the room and as he did so heard the table being thrown over。 Some of the light had been drawn to what lay beneath。 There was Godolphin； gutted； his entrails splayed around him； his kidneys laid on his eyes； his heart at his groin。 And skittering around his body； some of the entities this arrangement had called forth； carrying fragments of the light stolen through the door。 None of them made much sense to Gentle's eye。 They had no limbs recognizable as such； nor any trace of features； nor； in most cases； heads upon which features might have sat。 They were scraps of nonsense； some strung together like the cloggings of a drain； and mindlessly busy； others lying like bloated fruit； splitting and splitting and showing themselves seedless。
Gentle looked towards Sartori。 He hadn't taken any light for himself； but a loop of wormy life Hung over his head and cast its baleful brightness down。
〃What have you done？〃 Gentle asked him。
〃There are workings a Reconciler would never stoop to know。 This is one。 These beasts are Oviates。 Peripeteria。 You can't raise the weightier beasts with a corpse that's cold。 But these things know how to be pliant； and that's all either you or I have ever really asked for from our abettors； isn't it？ Or our loved ones； e to that。〃
〃Well； you've shown me them now；〃 Gentle said。 〃You can send them home。〃
〃Oh； no； brother。 I want you to know what they can do。 They're the least of the least； but they've got some maddening tricks。〃
Sartori glanced up； and the loop of wretchedness above him went from its cherished place； moving towards Gentle； then to the ground； its target not the living but the dead。 It was around Godolphin's neck in moments； while in the air above it an alliance of its fellows formed； congealing into a peristaltic cloud。 The loop tightened like a noose and rose； hauling Godolphin up。 The kidneys fell from his eyes； they were open beneath。 The heart dropped from his groin； there was a wound where his manhood had been。 Then the remaining innards spilled from his carcass； preserved in a jelly of cold blood。 The peripeteria overhead offered themselves as a gallows for the ascending noose and； having it in their midst； rose again； so that the dead man's feet were pulled clear off the ground。
〃This is obscene； Sartori；〃 Gentle said。 〃Stop it。〃
〃It's not very pretty； is it？ But think； brother； think what an army of them could do。 You couldn't even heal this single little horror； never mind this a thousandfold。〃 He paused； then said； with genuine inquiry in his voice； 〃Or could you？ Could you raise poor Oscar？ From the dead； I mean。 Could you do that？〃
He left his place at the other end of the room and moved towards Gentle； the look on his face； tit by the gallows； one of exhilaration at this possibility。 〃If you could do that；〃 he said； 〃I swear I'd be your perfect disciple。 I would。〃
He was past the hanged man now and ing within a yard or two of Gentle。 〃I swear；〃 he said again。
〃Let him down。〃
〃Why？〃
〃Because it's pointless and pathetic。〃
〃Maybe that's what I am；〃 Sartori said。 〃Maybe that's what I've been from the beginning； and I never had the wit to realize it。〃
This was a new tack； Gentle thought。 Five minutes before the man had been demanding due respect as an aspirant Messiah； now he was wallowing in self…abnegation。
〃I've had so many dreams； brother。 Oh； the cities I've imagined！ The empires！ But I could never quite remove the niggling doubt； you know？ The worm at the back of the skull that keeps saying； It'll e to nothing； it'll e to nothing。 And you know what？ The worm was right。 All I ever attempted was doomed from the beginning； because of what we are to each other。〃
Tragic； Clem had said； describing the look on Sartori's face as he'd fled the cellar。 And perhaps in his way he was。 But what had he learned； that had brought him so low？ It had to be goaded out of him； now or never。
〃I saw your empire；〃 Gentle replied。 〃It didn't fall apart because there was some judgment on it。 You built it out of shit。 That's why it collapsed。〃
〃But don't you see？ That was the judgment。 I was the architect； and I was also the judge who found it unworthy。 I was set against myself from the beginning； and I never realized it。〃
〃But you realize it now？〃
〃It couldn't be plainer。〃
〃Why？ Do you see yourself in this filth？ Is that it？〃
〃No； brother；〃 Sartori said。 〃It's when I look at you…〃
〃At me？〃
Sartori stared at him； tears beginning to fill his eyes。 〃She thought I was you；〃 he murmured。
〃Judith？〃
〃Celestine。 She didn't know there were two of us。 How could she？ So when she saw me she 。was pleased。 At first； anyway。〃
There was a weight of pain in his speech Gentle hadn't anticipated； and it was no pretense。 Sartori was suffering like a damned man。
〃Then she smelled me；〃 he went on。 〃She said I stank of evil； and I disgusted her。〃
〃Why should you care？〃 Gentle said。 〃You wanted to kill her anyway。〃
〃No；〃 he protested。 〃That wasn't what I wanted at all。 I wouldn't have laid a finger on her if she hadn't attacked me。〃
〃You're suddenly very loving。〃
〃Of course。〃
〃I don't see why。〃
〃Didn't you say we were brothers？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Then she's my mother too。 Don't I have some right to be loved by her？〃
〃Mother？〃
〃Yes。 Mother。 She's your mother； Gentle。 She was raped by the Unbeheld； and you're the consequence。〃
Gentle was too shocked to reply。 His mind was gathering puzzles from far and wide…all of them solved by this revelation…and the solving filled him to brimming。
Sartori wiped his face with the heels of his hands。 〃I was born to be the Devil； brother；〃 he said。 〃Hell to your Heaven。 Do you see？ Every plan I ever laid； every ambition I ever had； is a mockery； because the part of me that's you wants love and glory and great works； and the part of me that's our Father knows it's shite and brings it down。 I'm my own destroyer； brother。 All I can do is live with destruction； until the end of the world。〃
In the foyer six stories below； Celestine's rescuers had； after much coaxing； persuaded the woman out of the labyrinth and into the light。 Weak though she'd been when Clem had entered her cell； she'd resisted his consolations for a good while； telling him that she wanted no part of them。 She preferred to remain underground； she said； and perish there。
His experience on the streets had given him a way with such recalcitrance。 He didn't argue with her； nor did he leave。 He bided his time at the threshold； telling her she was probably right； there was nothing to be gained from seeing the sun。
After a while she balked at this； telling him that wasn't her opinion at all and if he had any decency about him he'd give her some fort in her distress。 Did he want her to die Uke an animal； she said； locked away in the dark？ He then allowed that the fault was his； and if she wanted to be taken up into the outside world； he'd do what he could。
With his tactic successful； he sent Monday off to bring Jude's car to the front of the tower and began the business of getting Celestine out。 There was a delicate moment at the door of the cell when the woman； setting eyes on Jude； almost recanted her desire to leave； saying she wanted no truck with this tainted creature。 Jude kept her silence； and Clem； tact personified； sent her up to fetch blankets from the car while he escorted Celestine to the stairs。 It was a slow business； and several times she asked him to stop； holding on to him fiercely and telling him that she wasn't trembling because she was afraid； but because her body was unused to such freedom； and that if anybody； particularly the tainted woman； was to remark on these tremors； he was to hush them。
Thus； clinging to Clem one moment； then demanding he not lean on her the next； slowing at times； then rising up with preternatural strength in her sinews the instant after； Roxborough's captive quit her prison after two centuries of incarceration； and went up to meet the day。
But the tower's sum of surprises； whether above or below； was not yet exhausted。 As Clem escorted her across the foyer； he stopped； his eyes on the door ahead； or rather on the sunlight that poured through it。 It was laden with motes： pollen and seeds from the trees and plants outside； dust from the road beyond。 Though there was scarcely a breeze outside； they were in lively motion。
〃We've got a visitor；〃 he remarked。
〃Here？〃 Jude said。
〃Up ahead。〃
She looked at the light。 Though she could see nothing that resembled a human form in it； the particles were not moving arbitrarily。 There was some organizing principle among them； and Gem； it seemed； knew its name。
〃Taylor；〃 he said； his voice thick with feeling。 〃Taylor's here。〃
He glanced across at Monday； who without being told stepped in to take Celestine's weight。 The woman had been hovering on unconsciousness again； but now she raised her head and watched； as did they all； while Clem started to walk towards the light…filled door。
〃It's you； isn't it？〃 he said softly。
In reply； the motion in the light became more agitated。
〃I thought so；〃 Clem said； ing to a halt a couple of yards from the edge of the poo