Mr. Fool was tempted, but in the end, he did not let Mr. World agree to Lynch's request. Pretending to be displeased, he said in Mr. World's voice, "I do need money, but Mr. Fool told me everyone's location here must be kept secret. I'm not willing to reveal mine for five hundred pounds. If you're truly sorry, give me a discount next time you sell me something!"
Lynch smiled and agreed at once.
He decided he would knock five pounds off Mr. World's next purchase and call it a huge discount. Whether Mr. World would believe him was another matter.
"Right. This is Mr. World, our new member."
Only after Lynch agreed to give him a discount did Mr. Fool introduce Mr. World, satisfied at last.
"Mr. Power, may I recommend two more people for the Tarot Club?"
Miss Justice glanced at Mr. Fool, then turned to Lynch.
Lynch was taken aback. Why was Miss Justice asking him about recommending new members? Then he remembered: the last time she had wanted to recommend someone, he had given her a stern warning. She was probably worried he would refuse again.
So he smiled and nodded.
"Of course. I used to be wary of Mr. Fool, but now I'm sure he is a rather decent
god. You can recommend people, but be careful about your own safety."
Lynch spoke with deliberate seriousness.
Miss Justice nodded happily.
Mr. Power was always so considerate. I'd love to spend some time with him in person, but I could never find an excuse, and my parents wouldn't let me go out.
Oh, well!
She sighed, then sat up straight again. "Mr. Fool, may I bring two people in?"
Klein:
I'm the evil god here, all right?
She had asked Lynch for permission first and only