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The
marquis
blew
on
his
fingernails
and
polished
them
on
the
lapel
of
his
remarkable
coat
.
Then
he
turned
away
.
"
She
’
s
offering
me
.
Nothing
.
"
He
sounded
offended
.
Richard
scrambled
back
up
to
his
feet
.
"
Well
,
she
didn
’
t
say
anything
about
money
.
She
just
said
she
was
going
to
have
to
owe
you
a
favor
.
"
The
eyes
flashed
.
"
Exactly
what
kind
of
favor
?
"
"
A
really
big
one
,
"
said
Richard
.
"
She
said
she
was
going
to
have
to
owe
you
a
really
big
favor
.
"
De
Carabas
grinned
to
himself
,
a
hungry
panther
sighting
a
lost
peasant
child
.
Then
he
turned
on
Richard
.
"
And
you
left
her
alone
?
"
he
asked
.
"
With
Croup
and
Vandemar
out
there
?
Well
,
what
are
you
waiting
for
?
"
He
knelt
down
and
took
from
his
pocket
a
small
metal
object
,
which
he
pushed
into
a
manhole
cover
at
the
edge
of
the
alley
and
twisted
.
The
manhole
cover
came
up
easily
;
the
marquis
put
away
the
metal
object
and
took
something
out
of
another
pocket
that
reminded
Richard
a
little
of
a
long
firework
,
or
a
flare
.
He
held
it
in
one
hand
,
ran
his
other
hand
along
it
,
and
the
far
end
erupted
into
scarlet
flame
.
"
Can
I
ask
a
question
?
"
said
Richard
.
"
Certainly
not
,
"
said
the
marquis
.
"
You
don
’
t
ask
any
questions
.
You
don
’
t
get
any
answers
.
You
don
’
t
stray
from
the
path
.
You
don
’
t
even
think
about
what
’
s
happening
to
you
right
now
.
Got
it
?
"
"
But
—
"
"
Most
important
of
all
:
no
buts
,
"
said
de
Carabas
.
"
And
time
is
of
the
essence
.
Move
.
"
He
pointed
into
the
depths
revealed
by
the
open
manhole
cover
.
Richard
moved
,
clambering
down
the
metal
ladder
set
into
the
wall
beneath
the
manhole
,
feeling
so
far
out
of
his
depth
that
it
didn
’
t
even
occur
to
him
to
question
any
further
.
