more, and turn into decent young men. Be friends
with them. In the future they will both be competing for the same prize
...one will win, but the other one won't feel bitter."
55 The girl looked at him strangely. "It won't be much of a prize," she
argued.
56 "In a few years," smiled The Young Speaker, "the short and chubby
grow into the tall, lean, and graceful. It will be a prize worth
having."
57 The girl swung from side to side and looked embarrassed. "Which one
will win?" she asked.
58 "Let that be a mystery," suggested The Young Speaker. "It will make
the contest more interesting."
59 The girl laughed. "I like you! You say the nicest things and make a
girl feel good. Even though they can't come true, I thank you for
saying them!"
60 The Young Speaker took her hand. "You forget," he said, "I am one
with The Lords. I cannot speak one word that isn't true."
61 The girl laughed again. "You're nice!" she answered, and hurried off.
62 "Will she really be pretty?" asked The Young Speaker's friend.
63 "Wait and see," replied The Young Speaker. They went out into the
yard and got acquainted with some of the other students and the
afternoon lessons passed swiftly. As they went to walk home they found
The Hawks by the gate.
64 "Look," said Thundering Hawk, "we got off to a bad start, we'd like
to apologize, from now on, be friends, o.k.?"
65 "I can't be friends," answered The Young Speaker, "with vandals,
thieves and those who terrorize girls. Of course I could be friends
with a group that had a private club, and help protect the younger
children