"Ah, but WE are pretending to be dirt like that,
too."

"It is even true. I will say it. Brother, bring a
seat, and thereto what cheer ye have, withal. Now
'tis right."

"Not quite, not wholly right. You have asked for
one, not US -- for one, not both; food for one, a seat
for one."

The king looked puzzled -- he wasn't a very heavy
weight, intellectually. His head was an hour-glass; it
could stow an idea, but it had to do it a grain at a

 
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