...."I don't know," replied Squirrel. "He's usually pretty reliable."
....Rebecca, who was sitting on the knight's shoulder, cocked her head and listened attentively. "From what I can pick up, Merlin's in Paris attending a magician's conference."
....He can't let me down now, the knight said to himself. He promised there wouldn't be any dragons on the Path of Truth.
...."He meant ordinary dragons," roared the monster in a booming voice that shook the trees and nearly knocked Rebecca off the knight's shoulder.
....The situation looked grave. A dragon that could read minds was absolutely the worst kind, but somehow the knight forced himself to stop trembling. In the strongest, loudest voice he could command, he shouted, "Get out of my way, you oversized Bunsen burner!"
....The beast snorted, sending fire in all directions. "Pretty tough talk from a scaredy-cat."
....The knight, not knowing what to do next, stalled for time. "What are you doing in the Castle of Will and Daring?" he asked.
...."Can you think of a better place for me to live? I'm the Dragon of Fear and Doubt."
....The knight had to admit this dragon was well named. Fear and doubt were precisely what he felt.
....The dragon bellowed again. "I'm here to knock off all you smart alecks who think you can lick anybody just because you've been through the Castle of Knowledge."
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