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then there was that great hairy thing of his,' said Nanny Ogg.
There was a perceptible change in the atmosphere. It became warmer, darker, filled at the corners with the shadows of unspoken conspiracy.
'Ah,' said Granny Weatherwax distantly. 'His droit de seigneur.'
'Needed ago, good and bad. His father poisoned the king we had before.'
'That was old Thargum,' said Nanny Ogg. 'Had a big red beard, I recall. He was very gracious too, you know.'
'Only now no-one must say Felmet killed the king,' said Magrat.
'What?' said Granny. lot of exercise,' said Nanny Ogg, staring at the fire.'But next day he'd send his housekeeper round with a bag of silver and a hamper of stuff for the wedding,' said Granny. 'Many a couple got a proper start in life thanks to that.''Ah,' agreed Nanny. 'One or two individuals, too.''Every inch a king,' said Granny.'What are you talking about?' said Magrat suspiciously. 'Did he keep pets?'The two witches surfaced from whatever deeper current they had been swimming in. Granny Weatherwax shrugged.'I must say,' Magrat went on, in severe tones, 'if you think so much of the old king, you don't seem very worried about him being killed. I mean, it was a pretty suspicious accident.''That's kings for you,' said Granny. 'They come and