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Show ignoring her pointedly; noted an error message and began hitting the keys purposefully to track it down. "Ye jest," she said angrily. "There be no such thing among thy people as classes. " Y e . . . y e . . . " She stamped one of her large feet. "Thou knowest not a woman in all the Commendiums who is worthy of love, admit it, none of them be worthy, none of them be worth a n y t h i n g . . . . ! " Phrapp in frustration slapped the computer terminal and knocked over the chair when he started to his feet. "She was of the Doctor class ye outlandish female!" he shouted. "A Bauercrat and a Doctor pairing-that would be fine, eh? Canst thou see it? Canst thou e'en see it? Ye overgrown...." He began walking around in agitation. "Ye ignorant. . .ye knowest nothing..-" He spluttered to a halt. "Who be it?" Rollanda shouted back at him. "Ye lie! There be no such wight! Who be it?" She was leaning over him by then, her face terrible to behold. "Nay!" Phrapp roared up at her. "I will not utter her name to thee!" "Ye lie, then, dog of a Bauercrat, or she exists not at all! Tell thou her name to me! Givest thou me a name!" Phrapp closed his eye. "Dr'Anya Gundarholt-Needlesmith! " he roared. Then he sat down, astoifnded and red faced. Rollanda looked triumphant. "Ah," she said softly. "So..." She turned and gestured to her followers and Janni and they all left the Computer room, Dr'Anya's daughter looking back wistfully. Dr'Anya walked carefully over to Phrapp and laid a hand on his arm. "Phrapp," she said, "there are no more Bauercrats." 346 |