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First published June 7, 2016
There came a quivering in Grayling's chest as if a flock of the grayling butterflies for which she was named were imprisoned there, and her face grew cold with fear.
“This,” he said finally to Widow Bagley. “This cheese I will have, and I will give you two coppers for two rounds.”
Widow Bagley snorted. “Six coppers,” she said.
Sylvanus shook his head, “Six? Nonsense. 'Tis thievery and greediness. I will give three.”
“Eight coppers,” said the widow.
“Eight? Nay. 'Tis not done that way. When I increase my offer, you lower your price until we meet in the middle. Four, and that will be my last offer.”
“Twelve,” said the widow.
Sylvanus sputtered. “You do not understand bargaining. I increase, and you decrease. Now I offer six, and 'tis absolutely as high as I will go. What say you?”
“Done!” said the widow, and she spit on her hand and offered it to Sylvanus.
Grayling called to Sylvanus, “You never told us—what is the first rule of magic?”
He spun round and called back to her, “ 'Tis the hardest rule to learn: magic is not the answer. Magic may be convenient, brilliant, even dazzling, but it is not the answer.”