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

I shook my head.

I sat on her bed, leaving her the chair.

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

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

"Leeks and lentils, bread and mutton."

"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.

"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.

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

"Oh, wonderful Are there others?"

"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."

"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.

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

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

"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."

"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.

I shook my head.

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

"Leeks and lentils, bread and mutton."

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

I shook my head.

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