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@@ -26,21 +26,23 @@ And so it came to pass that the tribe of Ageep became the tribe of Matof.
 
 Now a lost son of the tribe of Ageep, an honest man, came to the kingdom after having been raised abroad, and he knew not his bloodline, but he bitterly envied the crafts and ways of the tribe of Phem, and in a strange way, that of Matof, who were said to be of the same bloodline as Phem, and whom all the peoples of Gend were beginning to have sympathy for, and whom the king himself had issued a royal proclamation favoring.
 
+And the honest man happened to meet a tribesman of Matof at an oasis, and complemented his 
 
 
-[...]
-And the he came to stay with the tribe of Matof for a hundred days and a hundred nights, and observe their ways. 
+And the tribesman said, "Cooperate," and the honest man said, "Cooperate." And the honest man came to stay with the tribe of Matof for forty days and forty nights, and observe their crafts and ways.
 
 
 
 
+And the tribesman said, "What is truth?"
+
 And the honest man saw what the God of Marketing had wrought, and the honest man saw that it was bad.
 
-And he climbed for three days and three nights to the peak of Mt. Memple, where the God of Marketing dwelt.
+And he climbed for three days and three nights to the peak of Mt. Meem, where the God of Marketing dwelt.
 
 And the honest man stared at the God of Marketing, and the God of Marketing stared back.
 
-And the honest man drew a silver wistle from his pocket. And he raised the whistle to his lips.
+He drew a silver wistle from his pocket. And he raised the whistle to his lips.
 
 And the God of Marketing said, "You wouldn't."