“I was, er, saying a short prayer,” said Oats. “Will that help?” said Agnes. “Er . . . it helps me. The Prophet Brutha said that Om helps those who help one another.” “And does he?” “To be honest, there are a number of opinions of what was meant.” “How many?” “About one hundred and sixty, since the Schism of ten-thirty A.M., February twenty-third.
