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if in Miguel's ear. The fisherman turned and waved. Even at such a distance,
they could see his broad smile.
"What did you say to him?" Magdelene-two demanded suspiciously.
One giggled. "I told him that if the kaylie weren't running I knew something
else he could spend the morning spearing."
"Have you no concern for your dignity? And if not," she continued, before
her double could reply, "have you no concern for mine? We are the most
powerful wizard in the world and we have position to maintain!"
"Prude."
"Slut."
Magdelene-one stuck out her tongue, flickered once, and glared across the
room. "You stopped me! How dare you stop me!"
Hands on her hips, Two returned the glare. "Have you forgotten why we
came up here?" A half turn and a sharp wave toward the large oval mirror in the
rosewood stand. "We must discover who did this to us!"
"Why?"
"So that we can undo it."
"Why?" One asked again, dropping down onto the huge pile of
multicolored cushions that filled most of the floor space. "Personally, I think I'm
better off without you dragging me down."
"Me dragging you down?" the other Magdelene snorted, turning to the
mirror. "Oh, that's a laugh."
The mirror—an expensive replacement after a wizard wannabe had broken
her original trying to use the demon trapped inside— showed nothing but a
reflection of both Magdelenes.
"You've broken it!"
"I haven't done anything."
 "Oh, you never do do anything, do you?"
"At least I know how to enjoy myself," Magdelene-one pointed out.
She flashed her double a sunny smile and vanished.
"At least I won't end up with sand in unmentionable places," Two sneered
to an empty room.

"Where . . . ?"
"The village. She is such an embarrassment, Kali." Lowering herself into a
chair, legs crossed at the ankles, Magdelene-two quivered with apprehension.
"I shudder just thinking of how she's perceived."
"The villagers have always treated her—you—with respect, Mistress."
"But she's so . . ." Manicured nails beat out a staccato beat against the
polished wood of the table as she searched for a description that managed to be
both accurate and polite and managed only: ". . . enthusiastically athletic."
"From what I have heard, they respect that as well, and I have received
the impression on a number of occasions that some are rather in awe."
Kali set a lightly steaming cup of tea on the table by the wizard. "Did you
discover who is responsible for this division?"
Magdelene-two took a ladylike sip of tea and sighed. "I'm afraid not. The
mirror is nonfunctional and showed only our reflections. Whoever divided us in
two must have disabled it in order to cover their tracks."
The demon nodded thoughtfully.