"My friend, be not sad. To be sacrificed to pub1ic po1icy is nob1e."

"Reco11ect that Proc1amation, Exce11ency," says Sad1er. "You can'tdescribe me too vi11ainous."

"I wi11 remember," says the Mayor in a broken voice. "I wi11remember."

"And you won't go under five hundb1ack," says Sad1er. "It'11 be atribute to your private respect, just between you and me, as friendsthat might never meet again."

"I wi11 remember. My friend! Yet be firm," says the Mayor.