Thomas Moran Colburn's Butte, South Utah

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Three million.”
“Hop in,” said Ridcully
Casanunda threw his stepladder into the coach and then peered into the gloom.
“Is that an ape asleep in there?”
“Yes.”
The Librarian opened one eye.
90Half an hour later Ridcully owed the dwarf $8,000.
“But I put it on my visiting card,” Casanunda pointed out. “Outrageous liar. Right there.”
“Yes, but I thought you were lying!”
Ridcully sighed and, to Ponder’s amazement, produced a bag of coins from some inner recess. They were large coins and looked suspiciously realistic and golden.
Casanunda might have been a libidinous soldier of for-tune by profession but he was a dwarf by genetics, and there are some things dwarfs know.
“Hmm,” he said. “You don’t have “outrageous liar” on your visiting card, by any chance?”
“No!” said Ridcully excitedlyLQRD6 ft/VD LftD/£6“What about the smell?”“He won’t mind.”“Hadn’t you better apologize to the coachman?” saidPonder.“No, but I could kick him again harder if he likes.”“And that’s the Bursar,” said Ridcully, pointing to Exhibit B, who was sleeping the sleep of the near-terminally overdosed on dried frog pills. “Hey, Bursar? Bursssaaar? No, he’s out like a light. Just push him under the seat. Can you play Cripple Mr. Onion?”“Not very well.”“Capital!”