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The
man
scrutinised
him
.
He
had
dark
,
damp
,
almost
tearful
eyes
,
a
pointed
nose
and
ugly
,
narrow
lips
.
"
I
'll
come
to
the
point
without
wasting
your
time
,
"
he
declared
,
waiting
for
the
door
to
close
behind
Mama
.
"
Your
ballads
interest
me
,
master
.
To
be
more
specific
,
certain
characters
of
which
you
sang
interest
me
.
I
am
concerned
with
the
true
fate
of
your
ballad
's
heroes
.
If
I
am
not
mistaken
,
the
true
destinies
of
real
people
inspired
the
beautiful
work
I
heard
beneath
the
oak
tree
?
I
have
in
mind
...
Little
Cirilla
of
Cintra
.
Queen
Calanthe
's
granddaughter
.
"
Dandilion
gazed
at
the
ceiling
,
drumming
his
fingers
on
the
table
.
"
Honoured
sir
,
"
he
said
dryly
,
"
you
are
interested
in
strange
matters
.
You
ask
strange
questions
.
Something
tells
me
you
are
not
the
person
I
took
you
to
be
.
"
"
And
who
did
you
take
me
to
be
,
if
I
may
ask
?
"
"
I
'm
not
sure
you
may
.
It
depends
if
you
are
about
to
convey
greetings
to
me
from
any
mutual
friends
.
You
should
have
done
so
initially
,
but
somehow
you
have
forgotten
.
"
"
I
did
not
forget
at
all
.
"
The
man
reached
into
the
breast
pocket
of
his
sepia-coloured
velvet
tunic
and
pulled
out
a
money-bag
somewhat
larger
than
the
one
he
had
handed
the
procuress
but
just
as
well-filled
,
which
clinked
as
it
touched
the
table
.
"
We
simply
have
no
mutual
friends
,
Dandilion
.
But
might
this
purse
not
suffice
to
mitigate
the
lack
?
"
"
And
what
do
you
intend
to
buy
with
this
meagre
purse
?
"
The
troubadour
pouted
.
"
Mama
Lantieri
's
entire
brothel
and
all
the
land
surrounding
it
?
"
"
Let
us
say
that
I
intend
to
support
the
arts
.
And
an
artist
.
In
order
to
chat
with
the
artist
about
his
work
.
"
