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"Halt, could I…" Will began to ask.

"No," Halt interrupted.

"You didn't even let me finish my question!"

"Even if I did, the answer would still be no."

Will crossed his arms and pouted. "Why?"

"Because," Halt stated.

"Because why?" Will asked.

"Because I said so." Halt began to walk out of the cabin.

"Halt, I was wondering if I could…"

"No." Halt strolled out the squeaky door.

"Halt, why do you never oil those hinges? Do you think I could do it? Why are you walking outside? Are you trying to leave me? Did I make you mad? Am I asking too many questions? When will lunch be ready? What are we having for lunch? Could Horace come over and eat lunch with us? What about Gilan? Do you think he could come over to? Could we make an apple pie and see if Tug and Abelard would eat it? Do you think it would give them cavities? Would we have to…"

"No, no, no, no and no!" Halt roared. "Will you just shut up?"

"Why do you want me to shut up? Am I being annoying? I really don't want to shut up, because then it would be too quiet and I don't think…"

"Always a dangerous pastime," Halt muttered.

"My thinking isn't always dangerous. It can be quite good. Remember the treaty with Skandia? Or what about that time…"

"Will! Just be quiet for ten seconds!"

"One, two, three," Will began to count.

"Now how about…" Halt began, only to be interrupted by Will.

"Ten! Now I think we need to get more apples for Tug, and Abelard can have some too. Do you think horses like caramel apples? Could we make some and see? I like caramel apples. Could Horace come over and help me make them? Or maybe Jenny could. Jenny is a really good cook. She can make…"

"If I let you make caramel apples, will you quit asking questions?"

"For how long?"

"Forever."

"Nope!" Will exclaimed, smiling.

"Then go make lunch," Halt ordered.

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