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MESSAGE 1
  As you turn the peg in the round hole, the lights go out. 

END_MESSAGE 1

MESSAGE 2
  After a short pause, you hear a terrified bellow from the cave below.

  ...EXIT BEAR, PURSUED BY GRUE....

  You feel the rough fur of the bear brush past you as he makes for
  the light above.

END_MESSAGE 2

MESSAGE 3
  .....
  A few seconds later, the light goes on again.

END_MESSAGE 3

MESSAGE 4
  There is a satisfactory clank from under your feet. The stick returns
  to its start position.  Everything loose rattles.

END_MESSAGE 4

MESSAGE 5
  H I S S ! ..... C R E A K ! .... The locomotive rocks gently.

END_MESSAGE 5

MESSAGE 6
  C R E A K ! .... H I S S ! ..... The locomotive becomes very still.

END_MESSAGE 6

MESSAGE 7
  R O A R ! .. C L A N G ! .... The locomotive lurches backwards into 
  the buffers.

END_MESSAGE 7

MESSAGE 8
  R O A R !....  The cab fills with steam.

END_MESSAGE 8

MESSAGE 9
  The bear's mother isn't afraid of the dark.

END_MESSAGE 9

MESSAGE 10
  There seems to be a bear moving around in the bear lair.

END_MESSAGE 10

MESSAGE 11
  I'm certain there's an even bigger bear in the bear lair now.

END_MESSAGE 11

MESSAGE 12
  $NOUN$ isn't anywhere to be seen.

END_MESSAGE 12

MESSAGE 13
  BO : O wise and brave Master,  my miserable opinion is that
END_MESSAGE 13

MESSAGE 14
  BO : Please,  place no credence on my personal opinion that
END_MESSAGE 14

MESSAGE 15
  BO : My stupefyingly ill-considered  feeling is as follows:
END_MESSAGE 15  

MESSAGE 16
  BO : If your eminence is prepared to take the advice of one
      who has but recently crawled from under a heavy stone,
END_MESSAGE 16

MESSAGE 17
  BO : I grovel at your feet, Highness. I have heard them say
END_MESSAGE 17

MESSAGE 18
      Wizard Prang is a wise but insubstantial figure.

END_MESSAGE 18

MESSAGE 19
  Sir Ramic, you are wasting your time, and mine,  addressing
  an inanimate object like the $NOUN$.

END_MESSAGE 19

MESSAGE 20
  I am helping you as much as I can,  thankless task though it
  is. Talk to the owl, by all means, but leave the rest alone.

END_MESSAGE 20

MESSAGE 21
  It's hardly Mozart, is it?

END_MESSAGE 21

MESSAGE 22
  Pipe down, for pity's sake.

END_MESSAGE 22

MESSAGE 23
  Final Score:- Bach 22 : Sir Ramic Hobbs 0.

END_MESSAGE 23 
 
MESSAGE 24
  Stop messing about, Hobbs!

END_MESSAGE 24

MESSAGE 25
  Oh, for God's sake, can we get on with it, please!

END_MESSAGE 25

MESSAGE 26
  When are you going to stop playing the fool, Sir Ramic?

END_MESSAGE 26

MESSAGE 27
  The doormat rises about an inch above the floor, trembles
  for a moment, and then disappears with a faint WHOOSH.

END_MESSAGE 27

MESSAGE 28
      only an ignoramus like myself would need to ask  about
      that.

END_MESSAGE 28

MESSAGE 29
  You'll have to get it first.

END_MESSAGE 29

MESSAGE 30
  Find it yourself, you lazy devil.

END_MESSAGE 30

MESSAGE 31
  Not practical, right now, Sir Ramic.  You don't look well.

END_MESSAGE 31

MESSAGE 32
  What are you going to use? Just say USE OWL, or whatever.

END_MESSAGE 32

MESSAGE 33
  You can't do that from the mat, I'm afraid.

END_MESSAGE 33

MESSAGE 34
  OK.  Now you're no longer on the mat.

END_MESSAGE 34

MESSAGE 35
  Now where the hell did you leave that flute?

END_MESSAGE 35

MESSAGE 36
  The scenery becomes a blur (well, MORE of a blur, really) as the
  mat transports you at top speed.

END_MESSAGE 36

MESSAGE 37
  The cat ignores the $NOUN$, but licks its lips in anticipation.

END_MESSAGE 37

MESSAGE 38

END_MESSAGE 38

MESSAGE 39
  Will you NEVER learn?  A huge snake has sprung out of the basket.
  It seems rather hostile.

END_MESSAGE 39

MESSAGE 40
      a snake may often be charmed.....  or distracted by a person
      of simian appearance.

END_MESSAGE 40

MESSAGE 41
  You seem to have become short of breath.

END_MESSAGE 41

MESSAGE 42
  It has slid through the metal bars in the floor and disappeared. We
  didn't hear it hit bottom, did we?

END_MESSAGE 42
   
MESSAGE 44
  Something really wierd happens...  The little cell shakes a little,
  then the floor of the tunnel to the West starts to rise, and closes
  the West entrance with a metal plate. Simultaneously, a gap appears
  at  the base of the East wall,  which gradually enlarges to show  a
  tunnel leading East.   At the base of the West wall,  a catflap has
  appeared.  There's probably an easier way to describe it, actually.

END_MESSAGE 44

MESSAGE 45
  I  think you're ready for the easy explanation now.   The  elevator
  rises.  The Eastern exit is closed, the Western is revealed.

END_MESSAGE 45

MESSAGE 46
  Going down...

END_MESSAGE 46

MESSAGE 47
  Going up..

END_MESSAGE 47

MESSAGE 48 
  Snap! 
  The  catflap has closed suddenly,  and the fright has loosened  your 
  grip. The little bent wire has fallen through the bars in the floor.
  BUTTERFINGERS!

END_MESSAGE 48

MESSAGE 49
  It won't fit.

END_MESSAGE 49

MESSAGE 50
  Will you, for God's sake, take this seriously, Sir Ramic.  Even if
  your out-of-condition body could take the strain, it would be very
  stupid to jump at this stage.

END_MESSAGE 50

MESSAGE 51
  The snake appears to be losing interest in you. I'm not surprised.
  It slithers away, pursued by Sir Fritz Tenshun.

END_MESSAGE 51

MESSAGE 52
      an elevator is a device for transporting wingless ones up and
      down, by manipulating the floor in a vertical direction.

      There is no cause for alarm, Oh Wise One, as they very seldom
      malfunction.

END_MESSAGE 52

MESSAGE 53
  Just as you fumble the last turn of the knot, the rope slithers off
  the ring, and falls away.  BUTTERFINGERS, thou art well named!

END_MESSAGE 53

MESSAGE 54
  Careful with that rope! Oh dear.  It's now slithered away across
  the cliff face.  It's still attached at the top.

END_MESSAGE 54

MESSAGE 55
  That was smart.  The rope is now lying in a heap, about 150 feet 
  below.  For you, Sir Ramic, the quest is over.

END_MESSAGE 55

MESSAGE 56
  I wouldn't trust you with anything sharp enough to cut with, Sir
  Ramic, so I've removed them from the game.

END_MESSAGE 56

MESSAGE 57
  The trapdoor seems immensely solid.  I don't think you've unlocked
  it yet. Pushing it causes a click inside.

END_MESSAGE 57

MESSAGE 58
  Click..

END_MESSAGE 58

MESSAGE 59
  You pressed too hard! The whole trapdoor swings wide, comes off its
  hinges, and delivers a sound blow to your helmet,  as it crashes to
  the floor of the cave below.  Suddenly, it has become very dark.

END_MESSAGE 59

MESSAGE 60
  All the fastenings are round the back.  You can't take anything off!

END_MESSAGE 60

MESSAGE 61
  If you think you can wear anything on top of a suit of armour and 
  helmet, you must be worse than I thought!

END_MESSAGE 61

MESSAGE 62
  You really ought to get some holes punched in that visor.  It would
  help with ventilation, too.

END_MESSAGE 62

MESSAGE 63
  HI
    S
    S
      SS
      S
      S
    S
    S
  The ladder deflates with you on it.

END_MESSAGE 63

MESSAGE 64
  Whoops!

END_MESSAGE 64

MESSAGE 65
  Sir Fritz: Get in the queue, Tinribs!

END_MESSAGE 65

MESSAGE 66
  Sir Fritz: Leave my pet alone, Sir Ramic!

END_MESSAGE 66

MESSAGE 67
  Sir Fritz: Sit down and wait, like everyone else!"

END_MESSAGE 67

MESSAGE 68
  With a rather undignified abseiling action, you seem to have reached
  the end of the rope.
  Since you seem reluctant to let go, I'll just untie it at the top.
  ... that's done it.

END_MESSAGE 68

MESSAGE 69
      a boat is a device for transporting wingless ones across seriously
      wet, as opposed to merely damp, places.  Such wet areas often have
      ideas  about direction of travel which conflict with the ideas  of
      the passenger. For this reason, it is wise to provide oneself with
      a means of propulsion before embarking,  and I'm certain that your
      Excellency will already have obtained such an item.

END_MESSAGE 69

MESSAGE 70

  May I dispel, here and now, any hint that the rope twitched or stiffened
  in any way as a result of your little tune.


END_MESSAGE 70

MESSAGE 71
  No response to your offer.  What do you expect?

END_MESSAGE 71

MESSAGE 72
  You're going to find it difficult to give away, I'm afraid...

END_MESSAGE 72

MESSAGE 73
  No luck with that rather feeble ploy..

END_MESSAGE 73

MESSAGE 74
  The guard is delighted.  He grabs the sword, does a few experimental
  flourishes with it, and dashes off.

END_MESSAGE 74

MESSAGE 75
  There are certain difficulties associated with that course of action.
  Are you sure all the necessary items are present?

END_MESSAGE 75

MESSAGE 76
  I can't hear a word you're mumbling!

END_MESSAGE 76

MESSAGE 77
  Peace, Perfect Peace
  -
  -

END_MESSAGE 77

MESSAGE 78
  Why did you do that?  I can't hear myself think.

  What do you mean YOU can't hear me think either?


END_MESSAGE 78

MESSAGE 79
  The door crashes open, tears from its hinges, and disappears.
  You hear a distant splash.

  Vandal.

END_MESSAGE 79

MESSAGE 80
  There's a trick to this.  Just keep trying.

END_MESSAGE 80

MESSAGE 81
  The door appears to be wearing an evil grin.  Try something else.

END_MESSAGE 81

MESSAGE 82
  You're not going to be beaten by a ruddy door after all this effort,
  are you?

END_MESSAGE 82

MESSAGE 83
      a door is a piece of wood in a hole in a wall.... Hell, I've 
      forgotten what I was going to tell you.  What did you ask?

      There's something weird about this place.

END_MESSAGE 83

MESSAGE 84
      a ladder is a device to enable wingless ones to ascend and   
      descend without breaking their valuable necks.

      These pneumatic jobs are a mystery to me, though.  There are 
      some of these cartridges kicking around in the Grand Central
      Cavern, as I'm sure your eminence already knows.

END_MESSAGE 84

MESSAGE 85
  You've stood still so long that the leg joints of your armour have
  frozen stiff.

END_MESSAGE 85

MESSAGE 86
  They scuttle away, making rude gestures with their antennae.

END_MESSAGE 86

MESSAGE 87
  Are you still standing there?..... Here, let me just warm you up by
  showing you these pretty pictures in the book... There, now, that's
  better, isn't it?

END_MESSAGE 87

MESSAGE 88
  Gosh, you ARE patient.  I've brought you some reading matter.


END_MESSAGE 88

MESSAGE 89
      a wire coathanger is the adult form of the safety pin.    If
      one leaves a few coathangers in a drawer, one will find them
      to be joined by a number of coathanger larvae, ie the common
      safety pin.  These safety pins will develop into fully grown
      wire coathangers at the moment that a safety pin is required.

      Similarly, once a pair of wire coathangers have mated,  they
      will disappear, leaving only a musty smell when their drawer
      is opened in search of a wire coathanger.

      Wire  coathangers will not mate if hung in a  wardrobe,  and
      may  become vicious.   Many develop sharp edges or sag in  a
      treacherous fashion when used.

END_MESSAGE 89

MESSAGE 90
      ..... well, what can this miserable owl add?

      They are DELICIOUS!  Begging your pardon, of course, my Lord.

END_MESSAGE 90

MESSAGE 91
      'salmonella-free' means there is no charge for the salmonella.

END_MESSAGE 91

MESSAGE 92
  W
    H
    O
    O
    S
  H
    H

    The ladder inflates. It now stretches upwards.


END_MESSAGE 92

MESSAGE 93
  W H O O S H H H !!!!!    POP.  Whimper... C L A N K.

  You FOOL! You were holding it when you closed the cover!  The ladder
  deployed sideways, caught a sharp projection, and self-destructed.


END_MESSAGE 93

MESSAGE 94
  The eternal flame goes out without warning.  Isn't that just the
  kind of thing you'd expect?  This quest is a bummer, I tell you.


END_MESSAGE 94

MESSAGE 95
  Now you're back in the Hall, the eternal flame re-kindles just as
  mysteriously as it earlier went out.

  How DO they DO that?  Beats the hell outa me.


END_MESSAGE 95

MESSAGE 96
  "Now, Sir.  You know the rules about cartridges as well as I do."

END_MESSAGE 96

MESSAGE 97
  "$OBJECT$! $OBJECT$! Don't bore me with THAT subject!"

END_MESSAGE 97

MESSAGE 98
      this trouser ferret is but a shadow of its former self. It   
      is not sleeping, pining for the peat bogs,  or observing a
      two-minute silence.   Its immortal soul has long ago  left
      to take its place in the great Trouser Leg in the sky.  It
      is my considered opinion, indeed,  that its mortal remains
      have been stuffed.

END_MESSAGE 98

MESSAGE 99
  "Now you're talking, Sir.  Here's a new one to replace it."  
  The storeman gives you a full cartridge and pops the used one in
  a nearby crate.

END_MESSAGE 99

MESSAGE 100
  "That looks uncommonly like bribery, Sir."

END_MESSAGE 100

MESSAGE 101
  The ferret regards you with dumb insolence.


END_MESSAGE 101

MESSAGE 102
  The ferret maintains a sullen silence.


END_MESSAGE 102

MESSAGE 103
  The ferret gazes wordlessly at a point behind your left shoulder.


END_MESSAGE 103

MESSAGE 104
  Harvey growls, and crouches, ready to spring.  


END_MESSAGE 104

MESSAGE 105
  Harvey barks in a menacing fashion, and circles you.


END_MESSAGE 105

MESSAGE 106
  Harvey drools with anticipation.  It appears he likes people
  like you, especially for his lunch.


END_MESSAGE 106

MESSAGE 107
  He's not about to let you leave.


END_MESSAGE 107

MESSAGE 108
  Harvey looks pleased and licks your hand.


END_MESSAGE 108

MESSAGE 109
  Harvey wags his stumpy tail.


END_MESSAGE 109

MESSAGE 110
  $OBJECT$ is not here.

END_MESSAGE 110

MESSAGE 111
  You haven't got the $NOUN$.

END_MESSAGE 111

MESSAGE 112
  $OBJECT$ doesn't seem interested.

END_MESSAGE 112

MESSAGE 113
  Harvey is delighted.  He rushes off in pursuit, and returns,
  panting, with the bone, which he drops at your feet.

END_MESSAGE 113

MESSAGE 114
  This is just what Harvey's been waiting for.  He gallops away
  in hot pursuit, and fetches the bone back.

END_MESSAGE 114

MESSAGE 115
  You've made Harvey's day.  He'll fetch the bone every time you throw it.

END_MESSAGE 115

MESSAGE 116
  You're in no position to issue instructions, Sir Ramic.

END_MESSAGE 116

MESSAGE 117
  Harvey snarls.  He's very particular what you do with that bone.

END_MESSAGE 117

MESSAGE 118
  As you pick up the bone, Harvey looks expectant, but when nothing
  happens, he looks puzzled, snatches the bone back and drops it.

END_MESSAGE 118

MESSAGE 119
  THAT WAS A MISTAKE!  Harvey thinks you want to play, so he picks
  you up by one leg and shakes you a little.   You can't take much
  of this game.

END_MESSAGE 119

MESSAGE 120

  I think you've seen the last of that mat, my friend.

END_MESSAGE 120

MESSAGE 121

  ZZZZZAAAAAAPPPPP!  Wow! Your poor aching head!

END_MESSAGE 121

MESSAGE 122

  This mat is obviously a sports model!  What a speed!

END_MESSAGE 122

MESSAGE 123

  WHEEEE!  Play it again, Sir Ram!  I want another magical ride!

END_MESSAGE 123

MESSAGE 124
  The door doesn't budge.

END_MESSAGE 124

MESSAGE 125
  There must be a trick to this.  Keep trying.

END_MESSAGE 125

MESSAGE 126
  The door slides easily across.

END_MESSAGE 126

MESSAGE 127
      his  customary boldness evaporates at the arrival of  long
      wriggly creatures,  although I bow to your  Magnificence's
      omniscience in all such matters.

END_MESSAGE 127

MESSAGE 128
      Sherpas are mountain-ascending by descent.

END_MESSAGE 128

MESSAGE 129

  However,  at the sight of the snake, the Abdominal Snowman turns a
  pale shade of green, makes high-pitched gibbering noises, and runs
  in an undignified fashion into the mist.   The snake follows  with
  every appearance of enthusiasm, while Sir Fritz,  after a glare at
  you,  pulls  a portable snow suit from his  pocket,  dons it,  and
  stalks off in pursuit.

END_MESSAGE 129

MESSAGE 130

  Sir Fritz:  Oh my God, be careful of the basket!

END_MESSAGE 130

MESSAGE 131

  Sir Fritz:  I'm so worried about the basket!

END_MESSAGE 131

MESSAGE 132

  Sir Fritz:  I only left the basket for a moment! 

END_MESSAGE 132

MESSAGE 133

  Sir Fritz:  That basket is MY property!

END_MESSAGE 133

MESSAGE 134
  You untie the sherpa.  He seems deeply grateful, and bounds off
  over the ice, leaving the string in a ball on the snow.

END_MESSAGE 134

MESSAGE 135
  Sir Fritz:  Just put it down, Sir Ramic.

END_MESSAGE 135

MESSAGE 136
  You'll need to be in a workshop for that.

END_MESSAGE 136

MESSAGE 137
  You haven't got the magazine with the plans in it.

END_MESSAGE 137

MESSAGE 138
  There's no silk here!

END_MESSAGE 138

MESSAGE 139
  I can't see the bamboo you're going to need.

END_MESSAGE 139

MESSAGE 140
  String!  Where's the string?

END_MESSAGE 140

MESSAGE 141
  You haven't got a wire coathanger here.  I KNOW it isn't in the plans,
  but you ALWAYS need a wire coathanger!

END_MESSAGE 141

MESSAGE 142
  Insert tab A in slot B.
  Bend along line CD.
  Cut along dotted line.
  Hmm...
  .
  .
  Time passes...
  .
  .
  .. and pull tab Z!
  Wow!  A Hang Glider!

* There's a footnote in the magazine that says you ought to drop
  any bat, chalk, flute, paint, peg or magazine you may have.

END_MESSAGE 142

MESSAGE 143
  You have disassembled the glider into its component parts.

END_MESSAGE 143

MESSAGE 144
  It is remarkable that someone of your decrepitude can lumber into
  motion in this fashion, but off you go, limpimg towards the cliff
  edge.... and over.

  Wheee!! This is more fun than the magic doormat!

  Far below,  Harvey,  clutching his bone,  gallops down the  steep
  cliff path, swims across the River Alf, and stands panting on the
  road, waiting for you.

  You arrival is less than elegant,  and very unkind to an innocent
  dog you have chosen as the target for your forced landing.

END_MESSAGE 144

MESSAGE 145
  Limp, limp, hobble, hobble, trip, whizz. Thump.

  You wake, covered in sand, with Harvey trying to lick your face.

END_MESSAGE 145

MESSAGE 146
  It is advisable to carry a glider of some kind if you want to fly.

END_MESSAGE 146

MESSAGE 147
      a glider is an instrument of suicide much favoured by  the
      exhibitionist.

END_MESSAGE 147

MESSAGE 148
  Sorry.  The gap is too small to squeeze through with that hang
  glider.  You'll have to find another way out of the caverns.

END_MESSAGE 148

MESSAGE 149
  The limitations of your capabilities are such that you can only
  tie string.   You cannot tie string to just anything, either. I
  suggest you restrict your Boy Scout activities to the feasible.

END_MESSAGE 149

MESSAGE 150
  Crapulous peers should refrain from the impossible, in my opinion.

END_MESSAGE 150

MESSAGE 151
  Insobriety is no excuse for asininity.

END_MESSAGE 151

MESSAGE 152
  You try tying the string to the $OBJECT$ for a while, but it's no good.

END_MESSAGE 152

MESSAGE 153
  You might find that easier if the string were here!

END_MESSAGE 153

MESSAGE 154
  Done.  The string is tied to the rope.  Are you pursuing some idea?

END_MESSAGE 154

MESSAGE 155
  It's already tied to the $OBJECT$.

END_MESSAGE 155

MESSAGE 156
  It's untied.

END_MESSAGE 156

MESSAGE 157
  Done.  The string is tied to the bone.  This is interesting.

END_MESSAGE 157

MESSAGE 158
  Into bondage, are we..?  Think shame of yourself, Sir Ramic.

END_MESSAGE 158

MESSAGE 159
  It doesn't work. Tying string to the $OBJECT$ isn't going to
  help the quest, unless you mean to BUILD the GLIDER, in which
  case, just say so.

END_MESSAGE 159

MESSAGE 160
  Harvey's lip curls, and he utters a growl which BO tells me means
  something like:
    "Are you feeling lucky.... Punk..?"
  or
    "Go on... Make my day.."

END_MESSAGE 160

MESSAGE 161
  You cracked it at last.  The bone, in its flight,  passed over  the
  drawbridge latch, pulling the string.  Harvey's retrieve has pulled
  the rope over too, and you now have both ends of the rope.

END_MESSAGE 161

MESSAGE 162
  There is an ominous click, then the rope recoils back towards you.
  With a ponderous determination, the drawbridge lowers itself.
  The castle gate now lies open to the North.

END_MESSAGE 162

MESSAGE 163
  I can hear your little grey cells clicking together.  You're on the
  right track, but the string is too short, and anyway it wouldn't be
  strong enough to pull the latch.

END_MESSAGE 163

MESSAGE 164
  Good idea.  The first, I think, in some while. However, the rope is
  too heavy to throw the whole way.   Is there something else you can
  throw?

END_MESSAGE 164

MESSAGE 165
  Hmm.. You need something to weight the end of the string.

END_MESSAGE 165

MESSAGE 166
  Something tells me that his condition isn't terminal.  I should leave
  him alone if I were you.

END_MESSAGE 166

MESSAGE 167
  He grunts and opens his eyes suddenly.  Luckily, they close again!

END_MESSAGE 167

MESSAGE 168
  H.L.Gorilla: Oh, for the love of Pete, can't you see I'm dying?

END_MESSAGE 168

MESSAGE 169
  The cat eyes Harvey carefully, and crouches, ready to spring.

END_MESSAGE 169

MESSAGE 170
  The cat decides that discretion is the better part of valour and
  hurtles off.  Harvey pursues, but soon forgets what he is doing,
  and returns, looking pleased with himself.

END_MESSAGE 170

MESSAGE 171
  Excellent net, this.  You've caught a huge fish!

END_MESSAGE 171

MESSAGE 172
  Keep trying till you catch a fish!

END_MESSAGE 172

MESSAGE 173
  Your net catches something that looks like a section of fence.
  You throw it back in.

END_MESSAGE 173

MESSAGE 174
  Your net catches something that looks like a piece of a rowing
  boat.  You throw it back in.

END_MESSAGE 174

MESSAGE 175
  The cat eats the fish with relish, but still looks hungry.

END_MESSAGE 175

MESSAGE 176
      one has frequently seen better turned legs on a sideboard,
      her voice is clearly audible over a circular saw, but she
      is acutely sensitive on the subject of eating in bed.

END_MESSAGE 176

MESSAGE 177
      .......aaaaargh!

END_MESSAGE 177

MESSAGE 178
  The gorilla grumbles restlessly in his sleep, and his huge paw
  grips convulsively on a banana skin.

END_MESSAGE 178

MESSAGE 179
  Well, it was worth a try.  But no dice, old chap.  Sorry.

END_MESSAGE 179

MESSAGE 180
  Yecch...  Is that the cave or is it you?

END_MESSAGE 180

MESSAGE 181
  I smell nothing unusual, other than your socks.

END_MESSAGE 181

MESSAGE 182
      this  quest is characterised by a total lack of  importance.
      Like me, and unlike you, the items and characters populating
      the  halls of this world are only there because they have to
      be, and would much rather be left to their fates.
      
END_MESSAGE 182

MESSAGE 183
      this  is  an implement of wood, designed to strike a  sphere  of
      leather.   Much greater minds than mine, O Prince,  have decreed
      that it be so, and who are we to question them.  In short, Sire,
      I haven't a clue.

END_MESSAGE 183

MESSAGE 184
  What you have suggested is either pointless, or can be expressed
  differently.  $VERB$ something else, perhaps.

END_MESSAGE 184

MESSAGE 185
  You'd need the $NOUN$ for that and you haven't got it.

END_MESSAGE 185

MESSAGE 186
  Sorry, but rope-climbing just isn't possible for you, Sir Ramic.
  You could SLIDE DOWN a rope, but that's about it.

END_MESSAGE 186

MESSAGE 187
  Yes, I see.  You are scribbling on a nearby rock.

END_MESSAGE 187

MESSAGE 188
  Yes, I see.  You are daubing a nearby rock.

END_MESSAGE 188

MESSAGE 189
  Don't you dare, Sir Ramic.  You've got enough trouble.

END_MESSAGE 189

MESSAGE 190
  Just leave that $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$ alone.  I'll deal with it.

END_MESSAGE 190

MESSAGE 191
  No.  You've got it wrong.  YOU do the leading.  WE do the following.

END_MESSAGE 191

MESSAGE 192
  Everything here is non-flammable, thank goodness.

END_MESSAGE 192

MESSAGE 193
  Will you for God's sake leave these eagles alone!

END_MESSAGE 193

MESSAGE 194
  It's not so simple.  You're on the wrong track.

END_MESSAGE 194

MESSAGE 195
  You're blundering around in the dark.  You'll have to keep trying.

END_MESSAGE 195

MESSAGE 196
  It's too dark to do anything like that.  Where's the light?

END_MESSAGE 196

MESSAGE 197
  Can't you remember how you opened it?

END_MESSAGE 197

MESSAGE 198
  You don't want a nasty bite, do you?

END_MESSAGE 198

MESSAGE 199
  Less of the intimate stuff, if you don't mind.

END_MESSAGE 199

MESSAGE 200
  Hands off!  Just what do you think you are doing?

END_MESSAGE 200

MESSAGE 201
  What do you think this is?  A children's zoo?

END_MESSAGE 201

MESSAGE 202
  Still no sign of a thaw... You are rooted to the spot.

END_MESSAGE 202

MESSAGE 203
  Why not ask BO about the coathanger while you're stuck here?
   
END_MESSAGE 203

MESSAGE 204
  If you are frozen here much longer, you are going to have to
  ask for help.  Again and again.

END_MESSAGE 204



