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The Lady Amalthea did not answer him. Schmendrick asked, "Why not? Who says so?"
"Heroes," Prince Lir replied sadly. "Heroes know about order, about happy endings—heroes know that some things are better than others. Carpenters know grains and shingles, and straight lines." He put his hands out to the Lady Amalthea, and took one step toward her. She did not draw back
from him, nor turn her face; indeed, she lifted her head higher, and it was the prince who looked away.
"You were the one who taught me," he said. "I never looked at you without seeing the sweetness of the way the world goes together, or without sorrow for its spoiling. I became a hero to serve you, and all that is like you. Also to find some way of starting a conversation." But the Lady Amalthea spoke no word to him.
Pale as lime, the brightness was rising in the cavern. They could see one another clearly now, each gone tallowy and strange with fear. Even the beauty of the Lady Amalthea drained away under that dull, hungry light. She looked more mortal than any of the other three.
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