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was wandering around the walls, giving them the occasional prod. There had to be some good reason why they didn't fall down, but if there was it didn't lie in the realms of civil engineering.
'Are you looking for Rincewind?' said Coin.
Conina frowned. 'How did you guess that?'
'He told me crouch, her knuckles whitening.
'It is true,' said Coin. 'Everything I say is true. It has to be.'
'I want to-’ Conina began, and Coin stood up, extended a hand and said, 'Stop.'
She froze. Nijel stiffened in mid-frown.
'You will leave,' said Coin, in a pleasant, level voice, 'and you will ask no more questions. You will be totally satisfied. You have all your answers. You will live happily ever after. You will forget hearing these words. You will go now.'some people would come looking for him.'Conina relaxed. 'Sorry,' she said, 'we've had a bit of a trying time. I thought perhaps it was magic, or something. He's all right, isn't he? I mean, what's been happening? Did he fight the sourcerer?''Oh, yes. And he won. It was very ... interesting. I saw it all. But then he had to go,' said Coin, as though reciting.'What, just like that?' said Nijel.'Yes.''I don't believe it,' said Conina. She was beginning to
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