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"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 shook my head.

"Leeks and lentils, bread and mutton."

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.

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

She smiled. "What won't?"

"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?"

"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.

"I think so, Chatelaine."

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

"Oh, wonderful Are there others?"

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.

I sat on her bed, leaving her the chair.

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

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

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

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

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

"I think so, Chatelaine."

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."

I sat on her bed, leaving her the chair.

"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."

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