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a troll! So I can be prejudiced against trolls, all right? He's one mean mutherlode! Dey say when dey found the De Bris gang none of 'em had any teef–'
'What is the Cavern?' said Buddy.
'Troll Dibbler, reasonably.
'Yes, but only in fun. It's not as if they were aiming.'
'Anyway,' said Cliff, 'only trolls and damn silly young humans go there who think it clever to drink in a troll bar. You won't get an audience.'
Dibbler tapped the side of his nose.
'You play,' he said. 'You'll get an audience. That's my job.'
'The doors aren't big enough for me to go in!' snapped Glod.place,' said Cliff. 'Dey say–’'It'll be great! Why worry?' said Dibbler.'It's a gambling joint, too!'[21]'But the Guild won't go in there,' said Dibbler. 'Not if they know what's good for them.''And I know what's good for me, too!' shouted Glod. 'I'm good at knowing that! It's good for me not to go into a troll dive!''They threw axes at you in the Drum,' said
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