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

She smiled. "What won't?"

I shook my head.

I shook my head.

"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."

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

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

"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.

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

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

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

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

"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."

"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.

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

She smiled. "What won't?"

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

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

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

"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 shook my head.

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

"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?"

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