“Why do they call them the Lands Betwixt?” asked Rags, squinting as he tried to make out details of the distant terrain.

“Why, because they are betwixt and between, young master,” said Codswallop. “Wild, lawless, and dangerous lands that lay between the civilized world and our destination. It is for the best that we are up here.”

Rags wrinkled his nose. “I think I’d like to be down there. It probably has lots of interesting stuff to see. And eat.”

“If you are hungry, we can certainly eat, young master,” said Codswallop.

“Is it the frou-frou buffet we saw on our way in?” said Rags. “If it is, I don’t want it.”

“I imagine you can have most anything you like,” Codswallop said.

“What would you eat, then?”

“Oh, I’m not hungry, young master,” Codswallop said, politely holding up a hand. “Thank you, though.”

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