Thief of Time - Bunks

'Now, now, you look like a man who's had a busy day,' said Lu-Tze kindly. 'Not got a lot of sleep, eh?
Tell you what, I'll take care of this. You go and get a bit of shut-eye, okay?'

'We thought you were lost out in the world, and-' the monk burbled.

'And now I'm back,' smiled Lu-Tze, patting him on the shoulder. 'There's still that little alcove round the corner where you repair the smaller spinners? And there's still those unofficial bunks for when it's the night shift and you only need a couple of lads to keep their eye on things?'

Handisides nodded, and looked guilty. Lu-Tze wasn't supposed to know about the bunks.

'You get along, then,' said Lu-Tze. He watched the man's retreating back and added, quietly, 'and if you wake up you might turn out to be the luckiest idiot that ever there was. Well, wonder boy? What next?'

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The Thief of Time - p333-334