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picked up Wiglaf and Angus and dangled them in front of her face. Up close, Wiglaf caught a whiff of lilac. Was the dragon wearing perfume?
    â€œAre you knights-in-training?” the dragon asked.
    â€œS-s-s-sort of,” said Wiglaf.
    The dragon sighed. “Real knights would never make such a mess inside my cave.”
    â€œWasn’t us—” Angus began.
    â€œWasn’t us!” the twins chanted in singsong voices. Then they began snorting with laughter.
    The dragon whirled around. “Who said that?”
    â€œWho said that?” taunted the twins.
    The dragon lunged toward where the snorts were coming from.
    Angus and Wiglaf swung wildly from her claw.
    â€œCan’t get us!” cried the twins. They dashed out of the dragon’s reach, then whirled around to face her.
    â€œChaaaaaarge!” cried the twins, waving their stalactite daggers.
    â€œMy stars!” exclaimed the dragon, leaping back.
    Bilge and Maggot both poked their stone daggers into the dragon’s back legs. They stuck her over and over.
    â€œOw! Ow!” the dragon cried. “Stop that, you naughty lads!”
    But Bilge and Maggot didn’t stop.
    The dragon dropped Wiglaf and Angus down on the cave floor.
    Wiglaf and Angus tried to make a run for it. But with their ankles tied together, they only toppled down in a tangled heap.
    â€œNonny nonny poo poo!” Bilge and Maggot shouted at the dragon. “We’re not scared of you!”
    â€œNo?” said the dragon. Twin clouds of angry black smoke puffed out of her purple ears. “I can fix that.”
    Wiglaf and Angus watched in horror as the dragon’s yellow crest rose up on her head until it looked like a huge sail. Orange sparks shot from the dragon’s eyes. Her pearls began to glow like globes of red-hot lava. She swiped at the twins with a long, hooked claw.
    Bilge and Maggot dodged her and took off running. They zoomed across the cavern and into the tunnel.
    The dragon opened her jaws and then spewed out a huge tongue of orange flame. WHOOSH! Then she put down her purse, dropped to all fours, and raced down the tunnel after the twins.
    â€œWe have to get this rope off,” said Wiglaf. He bent over and yanked off his left boot. Angus did the same with his right. Both lads wiggled their feet out of the rope. They pulled their boots back on and jumped up.
    â€œHow do we get out of here?” cried Angus. “The tunnel is the only way out!”
    â€œCome on!” said Wiglaf, running toward the tunnel. “If the dragon comes, we can duck into one of the side passages.”
    Keeping close together, Wiglaf and Angus felt their way along the damp cave wall. They had not gone far when they saw a light ahead. They heard clanking. And giggling.
    Wiglaf and Angus crept up on the twins. Bilge had Erica’s mini-torch and was waving it around.
    â€œShhhh!” cautioned Wiglaf when he reached them.
    â€œAre you lunatics?” whispered Angus.
    â€œLaughing and yucking it up when an angry dragon is after you? Be still!”
    â€œBe still!” mimicked the twins.
    â€œWhy did you not run out of the cave and escape when you had the chance?” asked Wiglaf.
    â€œWhy should we?” said Bilge.
    â€œYeah,” said Maggot. “It’s our cave.”
    â€œNot really,” said Angus. “That dragon will be back any minute. Come on!” He grabbed Maggot by his rusty chest plate.
    â€œHey!” yelled Maggot. “Cut it out!”
    THUD! THUD!
    Wiglaf grabbed the torch from Bilge and tamped it out.
    The dragon’s approaching footsteps echoed in the dark tunnel. She was heading back toward the cavern.
    â€œWait until she passes us,” Wiglaf whispered. “Then we’ll make a break for it.”
    The four lads huddled together. For once Bilge and Maggot kept still.
    The dragon’s footsteps thundered louder and louder. She galloped past them, heading toward the