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“
Exactly
,
”
said
St
.
George
,
smiling
pleasantly
,
“
I
quite
understand
.
A
good
DRAGON
.
Believe
me
,
I
do
not
in
the
least
regret
that
he
is
an
adversary
worthy
of
my
steel
,
and
no
feeble
specimen
of
his
noxious
tribe
.
”
“
But
he
’
s
NOT
a
noxious
tribe
,
”
cried
the
Boy
distressedly
.
“
Oh
dear
,
oh
dear
,
how
STUPID
men
are
when
they
get
an
idea
into
their
heads
!
I
tell
you
he
’
s
a
GOOD
dragon
,
and
a
friend
of
mine
,
and
tells
me
the
most
beautiful
stories
you
ever
heard
,
all
about
old
times
and
when
he
was
little
.
And
he
’
s
been
so
kind
to
mother
,
and
mother
’
d
do
anything
for
him
.
And
father
likes
him
too
,
though
father
doesn
’
t
hold
with
art
and
poetry
much
,
and
always
falls
asleep
when
the
dragon
starts
talking
about
STYLE
.
But
the
fact
is
,
nobody
can
help
liking
him
when
once
they
know
him
.
He
’
s
so
engaging
and
so
trustful
,
and
as
simple
as
a
child
!
”
“
Sit
down
,
and
draw
your
chair
up
,
”
said
St
.
George
.
“
I
like
a
fellow
who
sticks
up
for
his
friends
,
and
I
’
m
sure
the
dragon
has
his
good
points
,
if
he
’
s
got
a
friend
like
you
.
But
that
’
s
not
the
question
.
All
this
evening
I
’
ve
been
listening
,
with
grief
and
anguish
unspeakable
,
to
tales
of
murder
,
theft
,
and
wrong
;
rather
too
highly
coloured
,
perhaps
,
not
always
quite
convincing
,
but
forming
in
the
main
a
most
serious
roll
of
crime
.
History
teaches
us
that
the
greatest
rascals
often
possess
all
the
domestic
virtues
;
and
I
fear
that
your
cultivated
friend
,
in
spite
of
the
qualities
which
have
won
(
and
rightly
)
your
regard
,
has
got
to
be
speedily
exterminated
.
”
“
Oh
,
you
’
ve
been
taking
in
all
the
yarns
those
fellows
have
been
telling
you
,
”
said
the
Boy
impatiently
.
“
Why
,
our
villagers
are
the
biggest
story
-
tellers
in
all
the
country
round
.
It
’
s
a
known
fact
.
You
’
re
a
stranger
in
these
parts
,
or
else
you
’
d
have
heard
it
already
.
All
they
want
is
a
FIGHT
.
They
’
re
the
most
awful
beggars
for
getting
up
fights
—
it
’
s
meat
and
drink
to
them
.
Dogs
,
bulls
,
dragons
—
anything
so
long
as
it
’
s
a
fight
.
Why
,
they
’
ve
got
a
poor
innocent
badger
in
the
stable
behind
here
,
at
this
moment
.
They
were
going
to
have
some
fun
with
him
to
-
day
,
but
they
’
re
saving
him
up
now
till
YOUR
little
affair
’
s
over
.
And
I
’
ve
no
doubt
they
’
ve
been
telling
you
what
a
hero
you
were
,
and
how
you
were
bound
to
win
,
in
the
cause
of
right
and
justice
,
and
so
on
;
but
let
me
tell
you
,
I
came
down
the
street
just
now
,
and
they
were
betting
six
to
four
on
the
dragon
freely
!
”
“
Six
to
four
on
the
dragon
!
”
murmured
St
.
George
sadly
,
resting
his
cheek
on
his
hand
.
“
This
is
an
evil
world
,
and
sometimes
I
begin
to
think
that
all
the
wickedness
in
it
is
not
entirely
bottled
up
inside
the
dragons
.
And
yet
—
may
not
this
wily
beast
have
misled
you
as
to
his
real
character
,
in
order
that
your
good
report
of
him
may
serve
as
a
cloak
for
his
evil
deeds
?
Nay
,
may
there
not
be
,
at
this
very
moment
,
some
hapless
Princess
immured
within
yonder
gloomy
cavern
?
”
The
moment
he
had
spoken
,
St
.
George
was
sorry
for
what
he
had
said
,
the
Boy
looked
so
genuinely
distressed
.
“
I
assure
you
,
St
.
George
,
”
he
said
earnestly
,
“
there
’
s
nothing
of
the
sort
in
the
cave
at
all
.
The
dragon
’
s
a
real
gentleman
,
every
inch
of
him
,
and
I
may
say
that
no
one
would
be
more
shocked
and
grieved
than
he
would
,
at
hearing
you
talk
in
that
—
that
LOOSE
way
about
matters
on
which
he
has
very
strong
views
!
”
“
Well
,
perhaps
I
’
ve
been
over
-
credulous
,
”
said
St
.
George
.
“
Perhaps
I
’
ve
misjudged
the
animal
.
But
what
are
we
to
do
?
Here
are
the
dragon
and
I
,
almost
face
to
face
,
each
supposed
to
be
thirsting
for
each
other
’
s
blood
.
I
don
’
t
see
any
way
out
of
it
,
exactly
.
What
do
you
suggest
?
Can
’
t
you
arrange
things
,
somehow
?
”
