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waved two bunches of mistletoe in complicated patterns, and Belafon skilfully brought the massive slab to rest across two giant uprights with the faintest of clicks.
Rincewind let his breath out in a long sigh. It hurried off to hide somewhere.
A ladder banged against the side of the slab and the head of an elderly druid appeared over the edge. He gave the two passengers a puzzled glance, and then looked up at Belafon.
'About bloody time,' he said. 'Seven weeks to Hogswatchnight and it's gone down on us again.'
'Hallo, – the Chant of the Trodden Spiral was designed for concentric rings, idiot . . .'Zakriah,' said Belafon. What happened this time?''It's all totally fouled up. Today it predicted sunrise three minutes early. Talk about a klutz, boy, this is it.'Belafon clambered onto the ladder and disappeared from view. The passengers looked at each other, and then tared down into the vast open space between the inner circle of stones.'What shall we do now?' said Twoflower.'We could go to sleep?' suggested Rincewind.Twoflower ignored him, and climbed down the ladder.Around the circle druids were tapping the megaliths with little hammers and listening intently. Several of the huge stones were lying on their sides, and each was surrounded by another crowd of druids who were examining it carefully and arguing amongst
'I say fire it up again and try a simple moon ceremony . . .'
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