and returned to examining the objects. “You don't suppose
we're both wrong Professor?” Gafor asked some time later.
“Of course we're not,” he responded immediately.
Story Four
Gafor sprang upright as something was poured onto the
table he'd been sleeping on. “Good morning Professor.” he said
blinking the sleep from his eyes. Once satisfied he picked out a
few of the objects and held them for closer inspection. “Are
these what we're examining today?”
The Professor nodded as he took his seat. “Why so many?”
Gafor asked after his cohort was finished seating himself.
“I suspect that all of these belong to some kind of game,” the