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him. Daft old—'
'I heard that!' snapped Spold, 'You young people—' He stopped. Death was looking at him thoughtfully, as if he was trying to remember his face.
'Look,' said Galder, 'just repeat that bit again, will you? The Disc will be what?'
DESTROYED, said Death. CAN I GO NOW? I LEFT MY DRINK.
'Hang on,' said Galder hurriedly. 'By Cheliliki and Orizone and so forth, what do you mean, destroyed?'
IT'S AN ANCIENT PROPHECY WRITTEN ON THE INNER WALLS OF THE GREAT PYRAMID OF TSORT. THE WORD DESTROYED SEEMS QUITE SELF-EXPLANATORY TO ME.
'That's all you can tell us?'
YES.
'But Galder nodded distractedly. He had been thinking wistfully of the banishment ritual, which started 'Begone, foul shade' and had some rather impressive passages which he had been practising, but somehow he couldn't work up any enthusiasm.
'Oh, yes,' he said. Thank you, yes.' And then, because it's as wellHogswatchnight is only two months away!'YES.'At least you can tell us where Rincewind is now!' Death shrugged. It was a gesture he was particularly well built for.THE FOREST OF SKUND, RIMWARDS OF THE RAMTOP MOUNTAINS.What is he doing there?'FEELING VERY SORRY FOR HIMSELF.'Oh.'NOW MAY I GO?