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up, girl,' said Granny Weatherwax. 'It's a chilly night. It'd be good for your chest.'
She squinted at Magrat as the moon drifted out from behind its cloud.
'Here,' stop them disliking them in any way whatsoever.
Hwel patted him on the back as he sat down at the makeup table and started scraping off the thick grey sludge that was intended to make him look like a walking rock.
'Well done,' he said. 'The love scene – just right. And when you turned around and roared at the wizard I shouldn't think there was a dry seat in the house.'
'I know.'she said. 'Your hair looks a bit grubby. It looks as though you haven't washed it for a month.'Magrat burst into tears. The same moon shone down on the otherwise unremarkable town of Rham Nitz, some ninety miles from Lancre.Tomjon left the stage to thunderous applause at the concluding act of The Troll ofAnkh. A hundred people would go home tonight wondering whether trolls were really as bad as they had hitherto thought although, of course, this wouldn't actually
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