46  "And where DO you work?" The Voice asked.
    47  Valley Blossom looked at her companion and the other woman shrugged.  "In The House of The Mountain Maiden," Valley Blossom explained. "It's a house of pleasure, Lord. We entertain guests; private entertainment."
    48  The Voice smiled, finally beginning to understand.  "You're givers of pleasure!" he said.
    49  The two women nodded.  "And what does The Law say of that?" The Voice demanded.
    50  "The Law says," Mountain Glory answered, "that it is proper for a woman to know a man, and to receive payment therefore, as long as she does so of her own free will.  And, that no employer of such women may cause them to pay more than one fourth of their income for their services.
    51  That anyone should FORCE a woman to know a man against her will, and take money therefore, shall be put to death.  For they have stolen that woman's freedom!"
    52  "Now," continued The Voice, "you do not steal from your customers, do you?"
    53  "Of course not, Lord!" snapped Valley Blossom "Ours is a proper house!  If our customers are gentlemen, they are well treated, and only honest women work there!"
    54  "Then why do you rebuke yourself?" asked The Voice, "The Lords have said that such work is proper, as long as you do it freely.  If The Lords will not judge you, I will not.  Tell me, how is it you got into this work?"
    55  "Our parents died of food poisoning," explained Mountain Glory. "We had several brothers and sisters, no relatives or friends in the city.  The Church helped, but the little work we got was just enough to pay our rent and feed our brothers and sisters.  We are pretty.  The man from the house knew our problem and offered us work.  We took it.  It gave our brothers and sisters good food, clothes and school."
    56  "Do they look upon you with shame?" asked The Voice.
    57  "They love us as they always have," answered Valley Blossom.
    58  "Then, be not ashamed," commanded The Voice, "and live your lives. Some day the right men will come and you will leave the house and have families and be like any other women.  Have happy hearts, for you have nothing to be ashamed of."
    59  The two women kissed him on the cheek.  "You're very nice," sighed Valley Blossom.  "I wish everybody was like you!"
    60  They went back to their friends and The Voice went over to Shining Goat.  He considered giving him healing, but The Power did not come. "Tell me," The Voice asked, "how long have you been blind?"
    61  "Since birth," explained Shining Goat. "I was born without eyes!"
    62  The Voice looked in his eyes and realized for the first time, they were glass!
    63  "Remarkable, aren't they?" Shining Goat smiled. "They fool everyone!  They were especially made for me by a glass blower.  It was an idea a Healer had.  The man now does an incredible business."
    64  "I can see where he would!" complimented The Voice. "What do you do for a living?"
    65  "I have an inheritance," Shining Goat told him, "a considerable sum, so I do not have to work.  So I spend my time in my school.  I teach the blind, the deaf, and the dumb, and others with differing handicaps.
    66  I have two mates, but as my condition has been from birth, I have been to the Surgeon, and all of my children are adopted. There are twelve of them, so far.  Each was abandoned by his own parents because they have some problem.  But they are faring quite well with us."
    67  "I shall have to come and see your school," commented The Voice.  "It sounds like something that could be copied in every city."
    68  Bold Raven, who had been listening to the conversation, nodded in agreement. "Our good City Speaker agrees with you," said Shining Goat.  "He has been trying for several years to get others interested in my projects, but he has had little success."
    69  "Well, I know The Speakers of several cities," continued The Voice, "and I will help you.  But how did you know Bold Raven agreed with you?"
    70  "I know where each person is in the room," explained Shining Goat, and he proceeded to point to each one and identify them. "And our City Speaker wears a support under his robes.  It makes a scratching sound when he shakes his head, and a little snap when he nods!"

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