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"I have them," I told her. "Right here." I ran back to Drotte's table and got them, and passed the smallest through the slot.

I shook my head.

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

"Making friends with me. I couldn't give you your freedom. And I wouldn't - not if I had no friend but you in all the world."

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.

"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?"

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 have them," I told her. "Right here." I ran back to Drotte's table and got them, and passed the smallest through the slot.

"Drotte will open your door later and give them to you," I said.

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

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

"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?"

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

"Drotte will open your door later and give them to you," I said.

"Leeks and lentils, bread and mutton."

"I think so, Chatelaine."

"Making friends with me. I couldn't give you your freedom. And I wouldn't - not if I had no friend but you in all the world."

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

She smiled. "What won't?"

"I have them," I told her. "Right here." I ran back to Drotte's table and got them, and passed the smallest through the slot.

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

"Oh, wonderful Are there others?"

"Drotte will open your door later and give them to you," I said.

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

"Drotte will open your door later and give them to you," I said.

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