“It is not a good thing to bring in this–this–creature!” Pushka said to Lord Death.“Oh?” Lord Death asked. “You don’t like monkeys?”“Ape.”“Pardon?” Lord Death asked.“Ape, um, Lord Death,” Tezca said, haltingly. “Sir.”“But I only count one monkey.”Tezca blinked. “Sir?”“You did say ‘Eight,’ yes?”