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PRINCESS AND MICROBE
"Huh!" sneered the Prince. "There are n't any dragons any more. You are behind the times."
"Are n't any dragons!" cried the Princess. "What do you mean?"
"There have n't been any for a long time," remarked Auguste Philippe nonchalantly, his hands in his pockets. But the Princess would not have the foundations of her faith shaken too easily.
"What do they mean by telling us about them all the time?" she demanded. "Every minstrel that comes here does, and so does old Lord Jean, and the Countess Madeline, and everybody nice."
"I don't care," asserted the Prince. "There are n't any—there's only the Microbe."
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