Trurl says: “Master and Maestro!”, began Trurl, screwing up his courage. “You show your wonted perspicacity . . .

Trurl says: Truly, it is as you say, I have come up against a stone wall and know not which way to turn.

Trurl says: But it is not for myself that I intrude upon your Exalted Professional Presence, there is a higher purpose that makes me dare to . . .”

Master says: “You may dispense with all the frills and fripperies”, Cerebron growled from the grave.

Master says: “It’s obvious you come knocking on my coffin because you’re in a jam and quarrelled, no doubt, with that cohort and rival of yours,

Master says: what’s his name . . .

Master says: Plikarius, Lapocius, whatever . . . well?!”