13
Higgs and Wilt waited outside the Cantor’s tent, trying not to fidget under the disapproving glare of the two guards posted at the entrance. Higgs had tried greeting them, but had finally given up in the face of their stony silence. He contented himself now with pulling faces at them to try to provoke some sort of reaction.
‘Stop that.’ Wilt clipped him over the ears.
‘I’m just testing their training. Good practice for them.’
‘Why don’t you practise your own training and try to keep still?’
Higgs relaxed his features out of a particularly gruesome expression and looked at Wilt. ‘You know you’ve been no fun at all recently.’
‘The Cantor will see you now.’ A third guard had stepped out of the tent and ushered them inside.
Higgs was particularly impressed by the entrance room. ‘I’ve
