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devil for excusing themselves on the carpet.”
Nanny unearthed the shyest article of Granny Weatherwax’s bedroom crockery and moved it across the rug with her foot.
“I brought you a cup of tea,” she said.
“Good job, too. Mouth tastes of moths,” said Granny.
“Thought you did owls at night?” said Nanny.
“Yeah, but you ends up for days trying to twist your head right round,” said Granny. “At least bats always faces the same way. Tried rabbits first off, but you know what they are for remembering things. Anyway, you know what they thinks about the whole time. They’re famous for it.”
“Grass.”
“Right.”
“Find out anything?” said Nanny
“Half a dozen people have been going up there. Every full moon!” said Granny. “Gels, by the shape of them. You only see said, after a while.
“No, no,” said Nanny. “Borrowing’s a real skill. You’re really good at it.”
“Prideful, that’s what I am. Once upon a time I’d of thought of asking people, too, instead of fooling around being a bat.”
56silhouettes, with bats.”“You done well there,” said Nanny, carefully. “Girls from round here, you reckon?”“Got to be. They ain’t using broomsticks.”Nanny Ogg sighed.“There’s Agnes Nitt, old Threepenny’s daughter,” she said. “And the Tockley girl. And some others.”Granny Weatherwax looked at her with her mouth open.“I asked our Jason,” she said. “Sorry.”The bat burped. Granny genteelly covered her hand with her mouth.“I’m a silly old fool, ain’t I?” she
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