His squat brown body was shivering with cold and fear, his huge yellow eyes bulging out. “My soul!” wheezed the little wizard. “My naked, helpless soul! Why did I let fate drive me out of peaceful Babylon? Captain Firebrand, we are doomed!” “Don’t drown yourself!” Theseus laughed, just a little uneasily. “That gleam was far off. Perhaps it was only the sun on some housewife’s well-scoured pot.” Snish clung trembling to the ropes. “I am wizard enough to know the sight of Talos,” he croaked anxiously. “The brass man is fleet enough to patrol all the coasts of Crete from sunrise to sunset. And wizardry guides his eyes, so no intruders can escape him. “Oh, if I had stayed a cobbler in far Babylon!” He pulled himself up beside the spar, and his popping yellow eyes peered over it for a moment toward the shore. But nothing moved there, and he slipped back into the sea. “I was a cobbler in Babylon,” he wheezed. “But Babylon is an old city. Its empire has crumbled, and all its greatness is but a haunting memory.
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