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nodded.
    â€œDid he send you here with a wheelbarrow full of gold?” asked Maggot eagerly.
    â€œFat chance,” said Angus. “You know Uncle Mordred. He’s way too cheap to part with any of his gold.”
    â€œI told you so,” said Bilge. He shoved his brother.
    â€œSo what?” shrieked Maggot. He threw a stone dagger at Bilge. Bilge dove for him, and soon the twins were rolling around on the ground, wrestling, punching, kicking, and biting each other.
    Angus shook his head. “To think they’re my blood relatives,” he said sadly.
    â€œGood thing they’re wearing armor,” said Wiglaf.
    He was still trying to work his hands free from the rope around his wrists. He thought maybe it was a teeny bit looser. As he struggled, he felt the cave floor shake.
    Wiglaf looked at Angus.
    Angus’s eyes widened. He had felt it, too.
    THUD.
    The twins stopped punching each other. They both had bloody noses.
    â€œWhat is that?” whispered Wiglaf.
    Bilge and Maggot only stared toward the tunnel.
    â€œSounds like a dragon,” said Angus.
    â€œA dragon?” said Bilge.
    THUD, THUD.
    â€œThere’s no dragon. We made it up,” said Maggot. “To scare you.”
    A cloud of foul-smelling yellow smoke billowed out from the tunnel.
    â€œWanna bet?” said Angus. “We’re all about to become dragon candy!”

Chapter 6
    T he twins looked at each other and yelled, “Run!”
    â€œWait!” cried Wiglaf. “Untie us!”
    But Bilge and Maggot zoomed to the back of the cavern.
    â€œWe’re toast,” whimpered Angus.
    Wiglaf clenched his teeth. He gave one last mighty yank—and his hand came free of the rope. He tossed it off and began to untie Angus.
    THUD! THUD!
    â€œHurry!” cried Angus. “The dragon’s coming closer!”
    The footsteps grew louder. Another cloud of putrid yellow smoke whooshed out of the tunnel.
    Wiglaf worked furiously. The twins were terrible spellers, but they sure tied good knots.
    â€œGot it!” he cried at last. He flung the rope from Angus’s wrists.
    Angus and Wiglaf struggled to stand. Their ankles were still tied together, so each one threw an arm around the other’s shoulder. They began walking fast—as if in a three-legged race—toward the rear of the cavern.
    THUD!
    â€œWho’s messed up the cave?” said a low, growling voice. “Why, this place is a disgrace! A disaster!”
    Wiglaf and Angus ducked behind the nearest pillar. Wiglaf had never heard a dragon use such big words before. He felt himself trembling with fear. Or maybe it was Angus trembling. Tied together as they were, he couldn’t tell.
    â€œThere is only one way into this cave,” growled the dragon. “So I know you’re here.
    Show yourself!”
    Wiglaf heard clanking. He glanced over his shoulder. There, crouching behind a fat stalactite pillar, were Bilge and Maggot. They were giggling, which made their rusty armor clank.
    Wiglaf gathered his nerve and peeked out from behind the pillar. By the flickering fire, he saw a huge red-scaled dragon. Purple ears—a she-dragon. Her bright orange eyes searched the cave. A dainty yellow crest sat atop her head. Wiglaf was surprised to see that around her long red neck she wore a double strand of pearls. In one front paw she clutched a very large red purse.
    Wiglaf ducked back. A dragon with pearls and a purse? She didn’t look terribly mean. But he had learned one thing about dragons: Never judge them by their looks.

    â€œYou asked for it,” called the dragon. “Here I come!” The dragon’s footsteps came closer and closer to Wiglaf.
    â€œYikes!” he cried as the dragon’s huge face appeared right in front of him.
    â€œZounds!” cried Angus.
    â€œSchoolboys!” exclaimed the dragon. “I might have known.”
    The dragon hooked her claws neatly under their DSA tunics. She