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"
What
,
for
good
?
"
"
Oh
,
no
!
No
.
Of
course
not
.
Come
back
and
visit
whenever
you
like
.
But
,
well
,
a
lad
your
age
,
stuck
down
here
.
.
.
It
’
s
not
right
.
You
know
.
I
mean
.
Not
a
child
any
more
.
Having
to
shuffle
around
on
your
knees
most
of
the
time
,
and
everything
.
It
’
s
not
right
.
"
’
’
What
is
my
own
kind
,
then
?
’
’
said
Carrot
,
bewildered
.
The
old
dwarf
took
a
deep
breath
.
"
You
’
re
human
,
"
he
said
.
’
’
What
,
like
Mr
Varneshi
?
’
’
Mr
Varneshi
drove
an
ox
-
cart
up
the
mountain
trails
once
a
week
,
to
trade
things
for
gold
.
"
One
of
the
Big
People
?
"
"
You
’
re
six
foot
six
,
lad
.
He
’
s
only
five
foot
.
"
The
dwarf
twiddled
the
loose
rivet
again
.
"
You
see
how
it
is
.
"
"
Yes
,
but
-
but
maybe
I
’
m
just
tall
for
my
height
,
"
said
Carrot
desperately
.
"
After
all
,
if
you
can
have
short
humans
,
can
’
t
you
have
tall
dwarfs
?
"
His
father
patted
him
companionably
on
the
back
of
the
knees
.
"
You
’
ve
got
to
face
facts
,
boy
.
You
’
d
be
much
more
at
home
up
on
the
surface
.
It
’
s
in
your
blood
.
The
roof
isn
’
t
so
low
,
either
.
"
You
can
’
t
keep
knocking
yourself
out
on
the
sky
,
he
told
himself
.
"
Hold
on
,
"
said
Carrot
,
his
honest
brow
wrinkling
with
the
effort
of
calculation
.
"
You
’
re
a
dwarf
,
right
?
And
mam
’
s
a
dwarf
.
So
I
should
be
a
dwarf
,
too
.
Fact
of
life
.
"
