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the Perverts' device fed him had been halted. It looked as if we had better clear out of the imme?diate area until all of them were in their right minds again. I had been the target of mobs before. I knew I didn't want to have that experience again.

“Come on,” I gestured to my friends. Gleep came

charging through the crowd of Scammies converging on me, bowling half of them over and sending them rolling down the stairs. Tananda leaped down to help me clear a way for Zol and Bunny.

“Get us out of here, Gleep!” I yelled. I released the illu?sion masking his natural aroma. At the sudden wave of lung-​constricting smell, Scammies threw themselves out of his path, cannoning into one another, shrieking in fear.

“Gleep!” my pet yodeled, turning his nose downward.

We plunged down the steps in his wake, stripping spec?tacles off Scammies as we went. To my surprise mild-​mannered Zol threw himself into the liberation effort with gusto. With a wave of his hands the little gray man flipped glasses off dozens of people at a time. Tananda, too, lent her magikal abilities to the cause. Bunny just held tight to Bytina and did her best to stay with us.

The crowd behind us grew as we ran. What had gone wrong? I started to wonder if just removing the spectacles was enough to break the hypnotic trance the Pervect Ten had set on their victims. They were still shouting at us and shaking their fists long after I would have thought the im?pact would have begun to wear off.

“After them!” shouted the stout male.

“They broke my glasses!”

“They broke my children's! What will we do?”

I sprinted down the middle of the main street. Rat-​horses reared and gnashed their big front teeth as I swung under their noses. Scammies operating pedal-​driven vehi?cles halted and swore. People not wearing the Pervect gog?gles stopped to point and stare. We were definitely attracting too much attention.

I looked around for a place to duck into so I could oper?ate the D-​hopper, but every inch of the street was filled with shouting, angry people. I glanced over my shoulder. Zol, for all that he stood a foot shorter than I, managed to stay just behind me, but Bunny was getting lost in the crowd. I'd lost sight of Tananda. She could dimension-​hop

on her own with a chant and a wiggle, so I didn't have to worry about her, but my assistant was not a magician. I had to get back to her.

I saw her hand go up before it was blotted out by a mass of Scammies bearing down on me.

“Gleep!” I called. “Go get Bunny! Protect her!”

“Gleep!” my pet responded. He stopped clearing the way ahead for me, looped around in his length, which caused several of the pursuers to trip on him, and came galloping directly back toward me. I threw up my hands to halt him.

“No, Gleep!” I cried, just before we collided.

“Now, now, now, what's all this, then?”

When I opened my eyes, everything was in a haze. As my vision cleared I found myself staring at the protuberant brown eyes of a Scammie police officer whose face was only inches from my nose. He reached for my arm. I started to pull it away, then realized that the ground was preventing my elbow from moving back. I was lying down. How had that happened?

It all came back to me as the roar of furious voices rolled over my ears again. Gleep, in his zeal to take the shortest path to Bunny and carry out my instructions, had crashed into me and knocked me flat. I didn't know if the bruises I felt on my chest were his footprints, or those of some of the Scammies standing around me, one of whose foot was still planted across my neck. I had probably been knocked unconscious when I hit my head on the ground. How long ago had that happened?

I gasped for breath. The person whose boot was imped?ing my airway removed it, and the policeman hauled me to my feet. His trunklike nose twitched. I sniffed, too. I must have let the nasal illusion slip. In the melange of vanilla-​orange I smelled like a pigpen by comparison. It was too

late to disguise my normal scent. Half the Scammies caught my stink and edged away from me, or pinched their big nostrils shut with their fingers. The policeman's eyes watered, but he was made of a better mettle than his coun?trymen. He kept my arm clamped in his hand, and felt my face. When his fingers met my ordinary, and very small (by comparison) nose, his brow ridges went up.

“Who are you, and what are you?” he demanded.

I tried to choke out my name, but only a squeak came out, thanks to both having the air knocked out of me and the foot in the throat. “I'm Sk Ñ” I gasped.

“All right, make way!” Another police officer came bustling up. The first one held out a palm.

“Magik dispeller,” he demanded. The second officer slapped a wand into his hand. The first officer pushed a small stud on the handle and leveled it at me. I saw the faces of the crowd change as my disguise was stripped from me.

“A Klahd,” the officer sniffed in disgust. “What do you think you're doing here?”

“My name is Skeeve,” I croaked. “I'm here to save you.”

“Crazy, too,” the second officer opined.

“No, really!” I protested. “You're all

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