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"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."

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

She smiled. "What won't?"

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

She smiled. "What won't?"

I shook my head.

"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.

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

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

She smiled. "What won't?"

"I think so, Chatelaine."

Standing before her, with her own cell door closed and locked behind me, I found myself unable to speak. I put the books on her table beside the candlestand and her food pan and carafe of water; there was hardly room for them. When it was done I stood waiting, knowing I should leave and yet unable to go.

"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 sat on her bed, leaving her the chair.

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.

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

"Oh, wonderful Are there others?"

"I think so, Chatelaine."

"I think so, Chatelaine."

"I think so, Chatelaine."

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

I sat on her bed, leaving her the chair.

"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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