70  "Beg for The Lords?" gasped The Beggar. "What an incredible idea!  But I could do it!  I know every merchant in the city!  I know all the caravan leaders.  They complain all the time about the conditions of the streets and the resting places!  But Lord, how will the people know I am not cheating them, not keeping the money for myself?"
    71  "Can you write?" asked the Voice.
    72  The Beggar looked shocked.  "Of course I can write!" he cried.  "What kind of parents do you think I have?  They saw to it I had a fine education.  I can read and write as well as anyone."
    73  "Good," praised the Voice, "this is what we will do.  Get a writing board and parchment.  As you decide on a project, write it down.  Go to the people. Tell them what project you are working on.  Show them the parchment.  Have them write their names, and how much they give.
    74  Then you may give the parchment to The Speaker at The Temple.  He can count the money and give you your share.  Then, he can assign the work, and write down who was paid for what.  Then, post the parchment in The Temple. Anyone that wants can come and read it, see exactly how much money was gathered, and how it was spent."
    75  "Wonderful!" cried The Beggar, "Wonderful!  What a marvelous idea!  I will go to work immediately!"
    76  "I would suggest first," added The Voice, "you go home and change.  Those beggar's rags are not proper for The Lords Work!"
    77  "Of course!"  cried The Beggar. "Of course!  I also need to borrow a writing board, parchment, and pen.  Thank you, Lord, thank you!"
    78  "One moment," interrupted The Voice, "what is your true name? We can't call you The Beggar any more."
    79  "But Lord," argued the Beggar, "that is the only name I have ever known.  When I was a child, I was Little Beggar, and my father was Big Beggar. When I became a man, I was simply The Beggar!  I have never HAD another name!"
    80  "Then from this day forth," announced The Voice, "you are The Lords Beggar."
    81  "The Lords Beggar?  I LIKE that!" The Beggar cried, "I like that, indeed!  The Lords Beggar....it's got a ring to it....like a bell!"  He went out the door saying his new name over and over, leaving everyone behind him laughing.
    82  Suddenly one of The Voices's guards spoke up.  "Lord," he announced, "you error."
    83  The Voice looked at him in surprise. "How do you mean?" he asked.
    84  "You send a man out in this city to gather funds unescorted.  That could cost him his life.  There are those on the streets that would kill a man for a half a copper, let alone, a full sack of gold."
     85  "By The Lords!" cried The Voice.  "You're right!  Go with him!  See to his safety!"  The guard rose and departed.
    86  That afternoon, The Voice visited The Temple. The Old Speaker would lay there until dusk then be carried to his funeral fire.  Already the chest before him was overflowing. There would be much to help the city back on its feet.
    87  Singing Dove asked The Voice if he would lead the funeral services but The Voice said no. "It is your place. You will speak better of him than I. You give him honor."
    88  The Young Speaker seemed hesitant.  "Lord," he asked, "it is the tradition here that the ashes of The Temple Speaker be buried in the courtyard, under one of the stones.  May we do this, or must his bones be crushed, and his ashes spread to the wind?"
    89  "You may give him honor," said The Voice, "and put his name upon his marker.  The Lords have forgiven him, we will, also."
    90  So it was, the day passed. The Voice went with the procession and laid sticks in the furnace, and then departed to let those who had loved this man mourn him.  Returning to Gentle Bear's house, he found The Beggar there, who eagerly reported his day's success. "I have already raised enough funds to repair a street!  he laughed. "That will make many day's work for several people!"
    91  "Good!" praised The Voice, "Seems  you have already made your coppers for this week, tomorrow you will study with me. We will make of you a fine Speaker!  Not only will you beg money, but you will beg souls out of The Darkness!"
    92  "Whatever you say, Lord, I will do," the Beggar told him. "Though never  have I considered such an undertaking.  If you say I shall do so, I will try."
    93  The Voice was pleased. Soon, his work here would really begin, but already he had a fine start!

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