Permute was a small village not far from Symbol. Hugh Rustic’s shop was easy to find. Its sign was even bigger and fancier than Tinker’s.
“Hello, Mister Rustic?” Laurie called as she stepped inside the shop. “Mister Tinker back in Symbol owes me an algorithm, and he said I should talk to you about it.”
Rustic was a tall, loud, messy-looking man with a big red beard. He didn’t look anything like the elegant Eponymous or the neat and proper Tinker.
He certainly didn’t look how Laurie thought a Composer should look! ...