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Gilan and Will worked late into the afternoon, making a variety of colorful duct tape bracelets. Pretty soon, they had run out of duct tape.

"Now what?" asked Will, who was very grateful that they had run out of duct tape. Making one duct tape bracelet was fun, but making fifty in a row was mind-numbing.

Gilan didn't look one bit tired. He had a giant pile of bracelets in front of him. "Now," he said happily, "we sell them! Let's go to Halt's house first."

Will stood rooted to the spot. Had he heard correctly? They were going to sell the bracelets? This was absurd.

Gilan frowned. "C'mon, hurry up," he said. "We haven't got all day." He took off his cloak and spread it out on the ground. He picked the duct tape braclets and neatly piled them on top of the cloak. Then he wrapped it up and created a bundle that was portable.

The senior Ranger gestured to Will's pile. "You do the same," he instructed.

The younger Ranger sighed. This was going to be a long night. He hastily created the same bundle Gilan had made, and stuffed the duct tape bracelets inside it. Then he lifted it onto his shoulder and followed Gilan to Halt's house.

The two Rangers did rock paper scissors, and Gilan won. So Gilan knocked on Halt's door, and immediately a mad Halt appeared.

"I said before dinner!" he hissed. "You're almost an hour late! What took you so long?"

Will gave Gilan a look that said, You explain.

The older Ranger sighed. "You see, we've started a duct tape bracelet company. And we—"

Halt looked furious. "You've started a duct-tape bracelet company?"

"Well, I got the bread, too..."

"It was all Gilan's idea, I swear..." said Will.

Halt looked from Gilan to Will and back to Gilan again. "All right, all right, you've started a duct tape bracelet company. Now what the devil would you like me to do?"

Will and Gilan exchanged glances.

"Well, you could buy one of our bracelets." said Will.

"How much are the bracelets?" asked Halt. He was tired of this nonsense.

Since Will hadn't thought about that, Gilan answered Halt's question. "They're only one dollar each."

Halt paused, as if he were debating if the dollar was worth it. "In that case," Halt decided, " no thank you."

Gilan frowned. "I'll give it to you for fifty cents."

"No."

"You can have one for twenty five cents! And you'll get one free!" Gilan pleaded.

"No."

"You can have three for ten cents!"

"No."

It was obvious that Halt wasn't going to buy a duct tape bracelet. But Gilan wasn't ready to give up yet.

Halt closed the door.

Then Will gave Gilan a quizzical look. "Now what?"

"Well, we should pay our dear friends a visit." replied Gilan.

"You mean Alyss, Horace, and all those other people back at Redmont?" Will asked.

Gilan smiled. "Exactly."

Suddenly, the door opened again. "No." came the voice of a furious Halt. "Will is not going back to Redmont today. Goodbye, Gilan."

Gilan sighed. "Tomorrow, then. At two o' clock tomorrow afternoon, all right, Will? Goodbye then," Gilan managed to say before Halt shut the door loudly.

Will groaned.

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