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fair!”
    â€œOf course it isn’t,” smiles the priest. “But if you slip me a couple of drachmas, I’ll give you a suitably obscure clue at 88.”
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    This has suddenly turned into a nightmare. If you have two drachmas left, my strong advice would be to hand them to this greedy priest and go to 88 at once. If you haven’t (or just aren’t in the mood to listen to advice) then close your eyes and stick a pin in the following list of section numbers:
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    5 19 28 32 72
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    Mmm, another temple by the look of it. Not quite so large as the one across the way, but beautifully designed. It’s rectangular and stands on a low, stepped terrace in a ritual enclosure. There a surrounding colonnade supporting a lintel under the gabled, tiled roof. The columns are Doric, heavy and closely spaced to support the weight of the masonry. But their heaviness is relieved by the tapered and fluted shaft.
    Since there’s nobody about to stop you, you slip quietly inside and look around. To the eastern end of the temple is a statue of a mature, but rather attractive, woman. You walk towards it, wondering which of the many Greek goddesses it might represent.
    â€œIt represents Hera,” says a voice inside your head. “Queen of the gods, daughter of the Titans Cronus and Rhea and wife of your current boss.”
    â€œMy current boss?” you echo also inside your head.
    â€œZeus,” says the voice sharply.
    â€œWho are you?” you ask the voice nervously.
    â€œHera, Queen of gods, daughter Titans, wife of Zeus and mother of four - who do you think?” There is a sudden shimmering in the air and the statue stretches then squats down so its head is more or less on your level. “There,” it says, “I’ve animated my statue now. Do you feel more comfortable now you can see me?”
    â€œA little,” you gulp.
    â€œWell,” she says, “what on earth are you doing wasting your time here when you should be finishing your training and getting to grips with the Trojan War. I’ve a personal interest in that little conflict, you know.”
    â€œHave you? I didn’t know that.”
    â€œWell, of course I have! The whole thing really started when Paris picked that slut Aphrodite over me in the beauty contest.”
    â€œHe must have been stupid or very short-sighted,” you put in quickly on the principle that flattery will get you everywhere.
    Hera smiles. “Why, what a charming little adventurer you are. I’m glad my husband picked you to sort things out. When you get to the Trojan War, just make sure the Greeks win. I won’t be satisfied until Troy is completely wiped out. Now, how may I help you?”
    â€œWell,” you say uncertainly, “if you have any advice on how to complete my training here quickly, I’d be very grateful.”
    â€œOf course,” says Hera. “You must seek to witness the Battle of Marathon and advise on its outcome, otherwise you will never see my husband again.”
    â€œThat doesn’t make sense,” you tell her, frowning.
    â€œThe things that gods say very seldom do,” she tells you and turns back to stone.
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    â€œWrong!” exclaims the guard, neatly lopping your head off with one swing of his sword.
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    Look up at him from the cobbles while consciousness dims, then go to 13 .
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    â€œSir,” you say kindly, that being the sort of person you are, “if there is anything - anything at all - I can do to help, you only need to ask.”
    â€œWell,” says the old geezer bluntly, “you can try to put a stop to the Trojan War for a