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where
the
Patrician
was
having
a
difficult
lunch
-
time
.
"
Gentlemen
!
"
he
snapped
.
"
I
really
don
’
t
see
what
else
there
is
to
do
!
"
The
assembled
civic
leaders
muttered
amongst
themselves
.
"
At
times
like
this
it
’
s
traditional
that
a
hero
comes
forth
,
"
said
the
President
of
the
Guild
of
Assassins
.
"
A
dragon
slayer
.
Where
is
he
,
that
’
s
what
I
want
to
know
?
Why
aren
’
t
our
schools
turning
out
young
people
with
the
kind
of
skills
society
needs
?
"
"
Fifty
thousand
dollars
doesn
’
t
sound
much
,
"
said
the
Chairman
of
the
Guild
of
Thieves
.
"
It
may
not
be
much
to
you
,
my
dear
sir
,
but
it
is
all
the
city
can
afford
,
"
said
the
Patrician
firmly
.
"
If
it
doesn
’
t
afford
any
more
than
that
I
don
’
t
think
there
’
ll
be
a
city
for
long
,
"
said
the
thief
.
"
And
what
about
trade
?
"
said
the
representative
of
the
Guild
of
Merchants
.
"
People
aren
’
t
going
to
sail
here
with
a
cargo
of
rare
comestibles
just
to
have
it
incinerated
,
are
they
?
"
"
Gentlemen
!
Gentlemen
!
"
The
Patrician
raised
his
hands
in
a
conciliatory
fashion
.
"
It
seems
to
me
,
"
he
went
on
,
taking
advantage
of
the
brief
pause
,
"
that
what
we
have
here
is
a
strictly
magical
phenomenon
.
I
would
like
to
hear
from
our
learned
friend
on
this
point
.
Hmm
?
"
