Edward Hopper Girlie Show

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Teppic peered out through the eye slots. It was certainly a handsome face. It smiled faintly. He remembered his father visiting the nursery one day and forgetting to take it off; Teppic had screamed the place down.
'It's important.'
Teppic juggled it into position.
'I expect you've seen a lot of changes,' he said politely.
A look of pain passed over the old priest's face, but quickly, as if it was in a hurry to get away. 'No, sire,' he said smoothly, 'I have been very fortunate.'
'Oh. What's this?'
'The Sheaf of Plenty, sire. Extremely significant, very symbolic.'rather heavy.' 'It is weighted with the centuries,' said Dios, and passed over the obsidian Reaping Hook of Justice. 'Have you been a priest long, Dios?' 'Many years, sire, man and eunuch. Now-' 'Father said you were high priest even in grandad's time. You must be very old.' 'Well-preserved, sire. The gods have been kind to me,' said Dios, in the face of the evidence. 'And now, sire, if we could just hold this as well . . 'What is it?' 'The Honeycomb of Increase, sire. Very