Come on, Margin, let's show him how it's done."" I'm busy," replied Margin, working on a tricky bit of fingering. Moving to stand over him, Micum growled, "Put away that twopenny toy, you tit-sucking nostril, and show me the length of your blade!" Seregil laid his harp aside with a sigh. "Dear me, that sounds rather like a challenge-"Lunging swiftly past Micum, he sprang to his feet and drew his sword, then swung a flat-bladed attack at Micum's forearm.

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