At length, Lord Lonsdale enters the room and the rigmarole of his taking a seat begins once again. Once he is happily seated, with a glass of brandy in his hand and with the decanter and two glasses set in front of the Knights, he smiles and looks up at them once more.

"Well," he says brightly, "what have you to tell me?"



"The heavens keep the answers to our worldly problems...
the key is to know how to understand their ancient language"