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"
’
Yet
verily
,
the
rose
is
within
the
thorn
.
’
"
"
’
The
good
mother
makes
bean
soup
for
the
errant
boy
,
’
"
said
the
voice
behind
the
door
.
There
was
a
pause
,
broken
only
by
the
sound
of
the
rain
.
Then
the
visitor
said
,
"
What
?
"
"
’
The
good
mother
makes
bean
soup
for
the
errant
boy
.
’
"
There
was
another
,
longer
pause
.
Then
the
damp
figure
said
,
"
Are
you
sure
the
ill
-
built
tower
doesn
’
t
tremble
mightily
at
a
butterfly
’
s
passage
?
"
"
Nope
.
Bean
soup
it
is
.
I
’
m
sorry
.
"
The
rain
hissed
down
relentlessly
in
the
embarrassed
silence
.
"
What
about
the
caged
whale
?
"
said
the
soaking
visitor
,
trying
to
squeeze
into
what
little
shelter
the
dread
portal
offered
.
"
What
about
it
?
"
"
It
should
know
nothing
of
the
mighty
deeps
,
if
you
must
know
.
"
