 What is the moral of the parable of the six Vergios?
I "I don't see why we have to be here," a crewman said. Nestir, the priest, was dressed out in the full ceremonial costume of office. Cotian exentiati pablum re overum est : "Grass grows not in the middle of a busy thoroughfare." And then, more loudly, "Men!" "It puts me in mind of the parable of the six Vergios." "Three, you will recall, were wise. The Prophet looked at them and did see that it was true. Then he blessed them and took out His knife and lay open their sores. For which the three wise Vergios were passing grateful. Calex i pundendem hoy , my children. 'Secrecy makes for a long life,' as it says in the Jarcon ." I want you all to take it away from here with you and think about it, tonight, in the privacy of your cabins. "And like the three wise Vergios who went to the Prophet, one of the crewmen came to me. You are thinking: 'What a fine thing—ah, what a good thing, that is—ah, how nice it would be to have the Casting Off at home, among friends.'" And you know that Koltah never let any city state outdo her in a Festival, uh-huh. "The arena in Koltah is the greatest arena in the whole system. "Well, the point I want to make is this: I just wanted to tell you that I know what a Festival should be, and the captain and I will do everything in our power to make our Casting Off as wonderful as any anywhere. "And I want to tell you that if you'll come to me with your suggestions, I'll do all I can to see that we do this thing just the way you want it done. While they were still cheering and stomping and otherwise expressing their enthusiasm and approval, Nestir walked off the speaker's platform and into the officer's corridor. He nodded curtly to the officers when he entered the mess hall, walked directly to his place at the head of the table, sat down and morosely began to work the cork out of his wine bottle with his teeth. The captain picked up the glass, brought it toward his lips—then, suddenly having thought of something, he put it back down and turned to Nestir. When the third mate saw that his opinion on the wine was not immediately to be justified, he settled back in his chair with a little sigh of disapproval.
 Secrecy makes for a long life.
 Secrecy makes for a long life.  Duty first, then Reward.  Fools live; the wise die.  Fools die; the wise live.