Pino MOTHER'S LOVE

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say? Excuse me? Billem's got this terrible thing about rats, if you don't mind. Cooeee!'
Let the camera of the mind's eye pan slowly back along the dim, ancient corridors, taking in the dripping fungi, the damp-earth odours of autumn drifted over the velvety-dark moors, where the watery starlight was echoed by one spark of a fire.rusting ehains, the damp, the shadows . . .'Can anyone hear us? Look, it's really too much. There's been some laughable mistake, look, the wigs come right off. . .'Let the plaintive echoes dwindle among the cobwebbed corners and rodent-haunted tunnels, until they're no more than a reedy whisper on the cusp of hearing.'I say? I say, excuse me, help?'Someone is bound to come down here again one of these days.Some time afterwards Magrat asked Hwel if he believed in long engagements. The dwarf paused in the task of loading up 'About a week, maximum,' he said at last. 'With matinees, of course.' A month went past. The early