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, sir.”
“No?”
“My mum says none of us can help how we’re made,”
said Shawn.
“What a singular lady. And what is her name?” said
Ridcully.
“Mrs. Ogg, sir.”
“Ogg? Ogg? Name rings a bell. Any relation to Sobriety
Ogg?”do wonderful breakfasts.” He sniffed again, and beamed.
“Now that” he said, “is what / call fresh air.”“He was my dad, sir.”“Good grief. Old Sobriety’s son? How is the old devil?”“Dunno, sir, what with him being dead.”“Oh dear. How long ago?”“These past thirty years,” said Shawn.“But you don’t look any older than twen—“ Ponder began. Ridcully elbowed him sharply in the ribcage.“This is the countryside,” he hissed. “People do things differently here. And more often.” He turned back to Shawn’s pink and helpful face.“Things seem to be waking up a bit,” he said, and indeed shutters were coming down around the square. “We’ll get some breakfast in the tavern. They used to
Shawn looked around carefully.
“Yes, sir,” he said. “That’s what we call it, too.” ‘ There was the sound of someone frantically running, and then a pause, and King Verence II appeared around the comer, walking slowly and calmly
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