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'Search me.'
'Gosh, I'm sorry,' said Nijel, as the guards seemed to realise that the entertainment was over and closed in for the kill.
'Don't blame youself-’ said Rincewind, as Nijel reached up and tried unsuccessfully to free the blade.
'Thank you.'
'- I'll do . 'Who's your friend?'
As has already been indicated, the Luggage seldom shows any sign of emotion, or at least any emotion less extreme than blind rage and hatred, and therefore it is hard to gauge its feelings when it woke up, a few miles outside Al Khali, on its lid in a dried-up wadi with its legs in the air.
Even a few minutes after dawn the air was like the breath of a furnace. After it for you.'Rincewind considered his next step. In fact, he considered several steps. But the door was too far away and anyway, by the sound of it, things were not a lot healthier out there.There was only one thing for it. He'd have to try magic.He raised his hand and two of the men fell over. He raised his other hand and the other two fell over.Just as he was beginning to wonder about this, Conina stepped daintily over the prone bodies, idly rubbing the sides of her hands.'I thought you’d never turn up,' she said
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