’In that direction,’ the tablecat said, waving its right paw round,’lives the Sage: and in that direction,’ waving the other paw, ‘lives Haxus the Great. Visit either you like: they’re both autists.’
‘But I don’t want to go among autists,’ Anonymous remarked.
‘Oh, you can’t help that,’ said the tablecat: ‘we’re all autists here. I’m autist. You’re an autist.’
‘How do you know I’m autistic?’ said Anonymous.
‘You must be,’ said the tablecat, ‘or you wouldn’t have come here’