One day, a cagastre was born in the village, but no one fired a shot at him. The narrator thinks that the story would make a great book, but that the lesson the narrator is about to teach isn't a moral one, and that his words won't please the masses. He asks the narrator to pay for the drink, but the narrator refuses, saying that he's been given a job to look after things, so he doesn't get too out of control. He wonders what the rich merchants will say about the children who live there, and the narrator wonders if the narrator plans to do anything with the children. He tells the narrator that a friend of his once told him that he should say the same thing five years ago, even if it was late at night, because there's no way that this can be happening now. He says that he begged the narrator not to kill the cagistre because he didn't have anything to do with it, but he knows it will be the narrator, and he asks that the narrator send him the bill.