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Yes, a great bunch of fellows, I thought language was a bit of a problem, but they were so keen for me to join their party, they just wouldn't take no for an answer - really friendly people, I thought..."
Rincewind at the flames racing towards them, and wondered how much of Ankh Morpork could be bought for two hundred rhinu. Quite a large piece, he decided. Only not now, not the way those flames were moving... He glanced down at the tourist.
"You-" he began, and searched his memory for the worst word in the Trob tongue; the happy little beTrobi didn't really know how to swear properly.started to correct him, then realised he didn't know how to begin."It'll be a blow for old Broadman," Twoflower continued. "Still, he was wise. I’ve still got the rhinu he paid as his first premium."Rincewind didn't know the meaning of the word premium, but his mind was working fast."You inn-sewered the Drum?" he said. "You bet Broadman it wouldn't catch fire?""Oh yes. Standard valuation. Two hundred rhinu, Why do you ask?"Rincewind turned and stared
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