It was a perfectly normal gerbil. It appeared to be living in an exciting construction of cylinders, spheres and treadmills, such as the Spanish Inquisition would have devised if they'd had access to a plastics molding press.

“I was their first book.”

“When you don't know where you're going it always seems longer - you ever notice…”

“Nice' in a bodyguard is about as useful as the ability to regurgitate whole lob…”

“Does that change things?” asked the old man. “MaybeAnansi’s just some guy from …”