Frederic Edwin Church Twilight in the WildernessJulius LeBlanc Stewart At HomeTitian Sacred and Profane Love
Shouldn’t waste a golden opportunity if I was you,”
said Weaver, with the happy malice often shown by the
clever to the simple.
The Librarian was chatting to Ponder and the Bursar. He
looked aroundTerry Pratehett
his nut where the sun don’t shine! You said he did! You didn’t, did you? He said you did.” He turned to the Librarian. “He didn’t. Weaver. See, I knew you’d got it wrong. You’re daft. There’s no monkeys in Slice.” as Carter prodded him.“You’ve been over to Slice, then, have you?” he said, inhis cheery open way.The Librarian gave him a look of polite incomprehension.“Oook?”Carter looked perplexed.“That’s where you put your nut, ain’t it?”The Librarian gave him another odd look, and shook hishead.“Oook.”“Weaver!” Carter shouted, “the monkey says he didn’t put301
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