Tytuł: The Day of the Dissonance
Autor(zy): Alan Dean Foster
Rok wydania: 1984
Wydawnictwo: Phantasia Press
Dlaczego w bazie: Podobnie jak w poprzednich częściach serii Spellsinger, także i w tym, trzecim tomie pewną rolę odgrywa żółw Clothahump. Pojawia się głównie na początku, większość książki skupia się na wyprawie głównego bohatera i jego towarzyszy mających zdobyć lekarstwo na chorobę żółwia. Z wielu scenek z nim, wybraliśmy cztery przykładowe cytaty.
Pierwszy to pierwsze zdania książki, o tym że Clothahump umiera, główny bohater i zarazem jego uczeń uważa jednakże, że jest jedynie hipochondrykiem.
„I’m dying,” Clothahump wheezed. The wizard glanced to his left. 'im dying and you stand there gawking like a virginal adolescent who’s just discovered that his blind date is a noted courtesan. With your kind of help I’ll never live to see my three-hundredth birthday.”
“With your kind of attitude it’s a wonder you’ve managed to live this long.” Jon-Tom was more than a little irritated at his mentor. „Listen to yourself: two weeks of nonstop griping and whining. You know what you are, turtle of a wizardly mien? You’re a damned hypochondriac.”
Kolejny kawałek także dotyczy choroby żółwia:
Since the onslaught of Clothahump’s pains, Jon-Tom had sung two dozen songs dealing with good health and good feelings. None had produced the slightest effect with the exception of his spirited rendition of the Beach Boys’ „Good Vibrations.” That bit of spellsinging caused Clothahump to giggle uncontrollably, sending powders and potions flying and cracking his glasses.
Trzeci pokazuje, że Jon-Tom ufa swemu mentorowi:
“He would have told us anything known,” Jon-Tom argued. „No reason to keep it from us. What else, Jalwar?”
“There may be nothing there at all.”
“I’ll take Clothahump’s word that there is. Go on.”
Czwarty skupia się na reputacji jaką Clothahump ma w świecie:
“It’s not for ourselves that we come seeking your help,” Jon-Tom told her. „We’re here at the behest of a great wizard who lives in the forest of the Bellwoods, far across the Glittergeist Sea. His name’s Clothahump.”
“Clothahump.” Eyes squinted in reflection behind the granny glasses. She put out a hand, palm facing downward, and positioned it some four feet above the porch. „Turtle, old gentleman, about yea high?”
Jon-Tom nodded vigorously. „That’s him. You’ve met him?”
“Nope. But I know of him by reputation. As wizard’s go, he’s up near the top.” This revelation impressed even the skeptical Mudge, who’d always thought of Ciothahump as no better than a talented fakir verging on senility who just happened to get lucky once in a while. „What’s wrong with him?”
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