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Why do you ask?

[Hey, Zangulus bought two thneeds from you. Don't make him regret it.]

Just some people giving me flack.

About your scarves?

[Because that's what they are, right? So far, the thneeds have made for cozy scarves on the swordsman's journey. Albeit, they're a bit pink for Zangulus's tastes, but they're warm. He's hoping his wife will like them.]

While a bit odd in design, I've had no complaints yet.

Right!

*Scarf was his personal favorite use for the Thneed.*

There's--I've done nothing wrong. They're just...unreasonable. I'm not a bad guy.

....

[Zangulus lowers the brim of his hat a bit.]

In my experience, no one insults another's character without cause. Have you given people cause to doubt your intentions?

I have to do somethings to help my company grow. It's not exactly breaking my promise, it's just--stretching it a bit. It has to be done.

Promise?

That I wouldn't cut down any more trees. I've had to cut down a few more, because it was taking too long to harvest the tufts the other way. Mom said...that you have to make hard choices in business.

It's only a few trees, isn't it? Where's the harm?

Right!

Excactly!

Thank you!

And that's it? That's the reason they're disparaging you?

[How little Zangulus knows.]

That's it. Just a few trees.

Silly right?

That doesn't seem especially bad.

It's not bad at all. They should be happy for me.

Happy for you?

Being a success.