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pick a bit up, here and there.' The shopkeeper blew his nose. 'Sometimes I land on a world where they understand these things.' He turned a pair of small, sad eyes on Twoflower. 'You've got a kind face, sir. I don't mind telling you.'
'Telling me what?'
'It's no know, minding the Shop. Never settling down, always on the move, never closing.'
Why don't you stop, then?'
'Ah, that's it, you see, sir—I can't. I'm under a curse, I am. A terrible thing.' He blew his nose again.
'Cursed to'Oh.'
'I told him there was no demand for it!'
'After making the sucking noise?'
'Yes. I probably grinned, too.' run a shop?''Forever, sir, forever. And never closing! For hundreds of years! There was this sorcerer, you see. I did a terrible thing.''In a shop?' said Twoflower.'Oh, yes. I can't remember what it was he wanted, but when he asked for it I – I gave one of those sucking-in noises, you know, like whistling only backwards?' He demonstrated.Twoflower looked sombre, but he was at heart a kind man and always ready to forgive.'I see,' he said slowly. 'Even so —''That's not all!'
'Oh, dear. You didn't call him squire, did you?'