It was not a school like the Scholam Orbus. That was a home for foundlings, instituted to clothe and feed, at the city’s expense, lost waifs, and teach them their letters, their numbers, and a sufficient measure of the Ecclesiarchy’s texts. To earn a place in the Scholam Orbus, one simply had to lack a family. To earn a place in the Maze Undue, one needed to be selected. We entered, usually singly, never more than two from any batch of foundlings. I never knew there to be more than twenty students.
