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And he was still holding the picture-box.
"This? It makes pictures," he said brightly. "Hey. just hold that smile, will you?" He backed away quickly and pointed the box.
The custodian of the birds, dozing in the sun and hardly expecting a long-distance message so soon after this morning's arrival, jerked to his feet and looked up. A few moments later he was scuttling through the palace's corridors holding the message capsule and - owing to carelessness brought on by surprise - sucking at the nasty beak wound on the back of his hand Withel hesitated. "What? he said."That's fine, hold it just like that..." said Rincewind.The thief paused, then growled and swung his sword back.There was a snap, and a duet of horrible screams Rincewind did not glance around for fear of the terrible things he might see, and by the time Withel looked for him again he was on the other side of the plaza and still accelerating. The albatross descended in wide, slow sweeps that ended in an undignified flurry of feathers and a thump as it landed heavily on its platform in
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