" Come on, Seregil, let's show him how it's done." " I'm busy," replied Seregil, working on a tricky bit of fingering.Moving to stand over him, Micum groweled, " Put away that twopenny toy, you tit-sucking coistril, and show me the length of your blade!" Seregil laid his harp aside with a sigh. " Dear me, that sounds rather like a challenge-" Lunging swiftly past Micum, he sprang to his feet and drew his sword, then swung a flat-bladed attack at Micum's forearm. "