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"True." She picked up a leek, and then as if she did not know what else to do with it dropped it down her throat like a mountebank swallowing a viper. "What will you have?"

"Three more." The brown book went through the slot as well, but the other two, the green book and the folio volume with arms on its cover, were too wide.

"True." She picked up a leek, and then as if she did not know what else to do with it dropped it down her throat like a mountebank swallowing a viper. "What will you have?"

"True." She picked up a leek, and then as if she did not know what else to do with it dropped it down her throat like a mountebank swallowing a viper. "What will you have?"

"But you did. Besides, you brought them. Weren't you supposed to give them to me?"

"Leeks and lentils, bread and mutton."

I sat on her bed, leaving her the chair.

"Leeks and lentils, bread and mutton."

"Then why do you bother to talk to me?"

"I won't eat that, Chatelaine. I'll have my own supper soon, and there's hardly enough for you."

"Leeks and lentils, bread and mutton."

"Severian. It won't help, Chatelaine. It won't make any difference."

I could argue only weakly, knowing she was right in principle. The rule against apprentices working in the oubliette was intended to prevent escapes; and I knew that tall though she was, this slender woman could never overpower me, and that should she do so she would have no chance of making her way out without being challenged. I went to the door of the cell where Drotte still labored over the client who had tried to take her own life, and retumed with his keys.

She smiled. "What won't?"

"Oh, wonderful Are there others?"

She smiled. "What won't?"

"I'm not even supposed to feed you. Drotte should do it."

"If this were my suite in the House Absolute, I could offer you better comfort. Unfortunately, you never called while I was there."

"Thecla. I asked for books - two days ago when I came. But I haven't got them."

"Here I have no refreshment to offer you but this. Do you like lentils?"

"Then why do you bother to talk to me?"

"Ah, the torturers get mutton - that's the difference. What's your name, Master Torturer?"

I could argue only weakly, knowing she was right in principle. The rule against apprentices working in the oubliette was intended to prevent escapes; and I knew that tall though she was, this slender woman could never overpower me, and that should she do so she would have no chance of making her way out without being challenged. I went to the door of the cell where Drotte still labored over the client who had tried to take her own life, and retumed with his keys.

I could argue only weakly, knowing she was right in principle. The rule against apprentices working in the oubliette was intended to prevent escapes; and I knew that tall though she was, this slender woman could never overpower me, and that should she do so she would have no chance of making her way out without being challenged. I went to the door of the cell where Drotte still labored over the client who had tried to take her own life, and retumed with his keys.

"I'm not even supposed to feed you. Drotte should do it."

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