rangements for the right minute of the day。 If this final result； about to be received； did not work； then Teenie would be after his blood again。
And then there had been the struggle of pages and sons to get most of the Lords to feel indulgent enough toward children to agree to attend the affair； followed by the heroic feat of actually getting them into their robes and out there。
Throughout the event； Madison had been too tied up with guiding Lombar to keep an eye on the Home…view crew。 It had been HARROWING to have to walk along with dignified mien and resist all cravings to watch that （bleeped） cameraman and see if he even had the thing on； much less pointed at the exact required angle。 If Madison had looked； the camera would have gotten him subjective…looking into its lens…like some gawker。 So as of right here and now； walking across the antechamber； bringing the chief back to his desk； Madison did NOT know what he had in the can。
Lombar lumbered to his desk in front of the bolted door of the Emperor's bedchamber and sank down in his chair。 There was no telling what his reaction was thus far： he was pletely silent。
Madison went over to the Homeview screen and with a bit of fiddling got it turned on。 He didn't know how to calculate the transmission time as the signal had left Palace City through a thirteen…minute future drag； had been transmitted to the planetary network center at Joy City and then had to e back and go through time relays to get back into Palace City time。 So he didn't know how to set the digitals to be sure he was ahead of the program on the screen's recording strip； which would give him a replay。 His palms were dripping and his hands shook。
Oh； God； he was about to do a thing which no PR with any brains would ever dream of doing： showing a client a program which the PR himself had not previewed。 With a drunk cameraman； heavens knew what was on that strip and if that camera had even wobbled； Madison knew he would be dead。
He abandoned time calculation。 He just yanked the strip ahead at random and hoped he was before the start point he wanted。
He got the afternoon 〃Family Hour。〃 There was a picture of a woman rocking a child and crooning while the mentator went on and on about the joys of motherhood。
Madison stole a glance at Hisst but Hisst was just sitting there； eyes upon the screen。 Madison couldn't figure the reaction。
The mentator said that you should never feed a child anything but mother's milk so that 〃what gets indrawn with sweet nourishment carries with it； on this channel of deliciousness； a soft and vibrant flow of love and family。〃
Madison wished desperately he knew how to fast…forward the strip。 He glanced at Hisst to see how he was taking it： the yellow eyes； aside from their ever…present flicker of insanity； were unreadable。
The picture showed a lot of shots of strange animals rutting in dirt and the announcer condemned all beast milk as imparting only lust and greed； and wound up in style。
Now there came a series of views of ancient buildings。 SCHOOLS！ Oh； thank heavens； this was finally the start of the program they had just enacted。
A rather nasal mentator voice was running along with a history of schools and began to show those which had been named after members of the Royal family and even Emperors。
Madison cast a covert glance at Hisst。 He was just sitting there in his gaudy scarlet Apparatus general's full…dress uniform； more like a brutish Devil than a man。 One couldn't tell what he was thinking。
Then suddenly the part that Madison had been waiting for came on。 〃。。。 but times change and the parade of power across the stage of history can ever glitter to new heights。 Yesterday it was determined by Lord Snor； Lord of the Interior； acting through the Master of Palace City； to celebrate our dedication to fineness and decency in tomorrow's noblemen and courtiers and celebrate as well the glory and dedication of our magnificent and relentless protector of the realm； Lombar Hisst； Spokesman of the Emperor。。。〃 Madison thought the text was absolutely great； for； after all； he had written it himself； but he didn't quite like the trumpet fanfare： it sounded more like razzmatazz。 He glanced anxiously at Hisst to see how he was taking it but Madison could get no reaction at all！
〃。。。 by changing the name of the Page Royal School to the Hisst Royal School。〃
God； thought Madison； he isn't even blinking。 He's just sitting there！ Can't he see I've built in a name association so people will think of him as Royal？ Yet； no sign。
There were pictures of the school and past classes； then a picture of the school as it had been today。 （Bleep）！ It looked a bit shabbier！ It was a round pillbox of a building enclosing a hidden sports field； big enough； but some of the blue and red ropes； in stone； had gaps in them and there was even a broken window！
But the cameraman； even though his camera was unsteady； had opened up the view and there were the two lines of waiting Lords！
Martial music！
And here came Hisst striding along to go between the twin lines of waiting Lords； each Lord flanked by a son or a page。 They were pretty drugged…up Lords but at this distance one missed it。
NOW； right here； this was the tricky part！ If the cameraman erred in any way； Madison was dead； dead； dead！
Hisst strode between the two lines。
THE FIRST ONES BOWED！
Then； as Hisst passed； there was bow and bow and bow。 The sons and pages were tugging at their sleeves and every Lord was bowing very low。
Madison was watching so closely he was almost losing his eyeballs。 One slightest slip of that camera and he would be executed！ And the cameraman had been drunk！
Hisst was through the lines。 But it wasn't over yet。 Hisst would be walking that path again presently at Madison's utmost peril。
On the screen； Hisst stepped into the path of the illusion projector。 A technician turned it on。 And the electronic illusion of Hisst； two hundred feet tall； like a gigantic red Devil； seemed to pat the top of the school and the speakers boomed out as he blessed it。
Screams of cheers racketed。 Totally and only boys； and piping and shrill。 Were some of them more like animal calls？
One could not tell what Hisst； there at his desk； thought of any of it。 No client reaction！ Had Hisst seen something Madison had missed？ Oh； pray the Lord； no！
Hisst was walking back now。 The martial music banged and throbbed。 Once more he had to pass between the lines of the waiting Lords。
Would they bow？
Would the cameraman slip？
Ah； the first two Lords bowed； then the second two； then the third pair。。。。 Madison was watching every inch of that way like a hawk…or more like a chicken that any instant could get its head cut off。
Every pair of Lords bowed！
Hisst climbed into his local ground car on the screen。
The scene shifted to a cathedral and the announcer said； 〃We will now bring you to Casterly Church for afternoon vespers。〃
It was over。
Madison； however； knew that his own trial was not。 The client may or may not have detected something Madison had not seen。 The client reaction was everything！
Lombar roused himself。 He pointed at the screen and said； 〃Play that again！〃 Was he angry？ Was he pleased？ Had he suspected？
Madison suffered the agonies of the damned while the strip ran through once more。
Then Lombar uttered a shuddering sigh。 He said； 〃They bowed to me。〃
Then he sat there for a while。
Then he said； 〃They bowed to me； Lombar Hisst； a moner。〃
Then he shook his head。 He said； 〃If I hadn't been there myself； I would never credit it！〃
Then he sort of rotated his head and blinked his eyes and said； 〃Lords？ Bowing to a moner？〃 Then； 〃It's never happened before in the whole 125；000 years of Voltar history！〃
Then he was blinking rapidly。 〃It can only mean one thing。 They knew about the angels！〃
〃Well； I wouldn't count on them bowing all the time；〃 said Madison。 〃After all； we have to prepare the minds of the people to eventually accept you as Emperor。〃
〃Yes；〃 said Hisst。 〃Yes。 We have to prepare their minds。〃 And he was off into some daydream； spinning in who…knew…what part of the universe。
Madison let him spin for a little while but； after all； this was a client and he had to close。
〃So you can now honor your promise to me；〃 said Madis