"A hefty spoon of sugar, please," Hecate said, proving his guess very close to correct. There were plenty of days when she took neither, preferring to taste the tea unhindered, but today was not one of those days. As Clementine snuffled herself back to sleep, Hecate leaned forward and turned the book wheel to bring a lower book higher, quietly impressed with the device. "I don't think we should try anything complicated," she said, reading down the side of one page where some long ago monk had carefully outlined all the saints that could be called upon to aid with exorcising a demon, something that was unlikely to have any effect coming out of her mouth. "Something simple and powerful. How much salt do you keep on hand?"