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"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.

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

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

"I didn't think you could, Severian."

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

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

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

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

"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."

"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?"

"Can't you? It's terrible to look through this and see them, and not be able to touch them."

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

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

"Can't you? It's terrible to look through this and see them, and not be able to touch them."

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

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.

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

I sat on her bed, leaving her the chair.

"Can't you? It's terrible to look through this and see them, and not be able to touch them."

"I didn't think you could, Severian."

"Leeks and lentils, bread and mutton."

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

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

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