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after that a man came up and pinched my bottom.' Magrat went a deep crimson and slapped her hand over her mouth.
'Did he?' said Granny. 'And then what?'
'And then, and then—'
'Yes?'
'He said, he said—'
'What did he say?'
'He said, "Hallo, my lovely, what are you doing tonight?" '
Granny ruminated on this for a while and then she said, 'Old Goodie Whemper, she didn't get out and about much, did she?'
'It was her leg, you know,' said Magrat.
'But she taught you all the midwifery and everything?'
'Oh, yes, that,' said Magrat. 'I done lots.'
'But—' Granny hesitated, groping her way across unfamiliar territory – 'she never talked about what you might call the previous.'
'Sorry?'on a stool. But the hedgehog—' Granny stopped listening. 'Only not just now,' she added.
The troupe got under way a few hours before sunset, their four carts lurching off down the road that led towards 'You know,' said Granny, with an edge of desperation in her voice. 'Men and such.'Magrat looked as if she was about to panic. 'What about them?'Granny Weatherwax had done many unusual things in her time, and it took a lot to make her refuse a challenge. But this time she gave in.'I think,' she said helplessly, 'that it might be a good idea if you have a quiet word with Nanny Ogg one of these days. Fairly soon.'There was a cackle of laughter from the window behind them, a chink of glasses, and a thin voice raised in song: —with a giraffe, If you stand
2009年3月15日星期日
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