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After
some
thought
,
the
king
wrote
to
the
ruler
of
Ankh
-
Morpork
,
respectfully
asking
if
Carrot
could
be
considered
for
a
place
amongst
the
city
’
s
finest
.
Letters
rarely
got
written
in
that
mine
.
Work
stopped
and
the
whole
clan
had
sat
around
in
respectful
silence
as
his
pen
scrittered
across
the
parchment
.
His
aunt
had
been
sent
up
to
Varneshi
’
s
to
beg
his
pardon
but
could
he
see
his
way
clear
to
sparing
a
smidgen
of
wax
His
sister
had
been
sent
down
to
the
village
to
ask
Mistress
Garlick
the
witch
how
you
stopped
spelling
recommendation
.
Months
had
gone
by
.
And
then
there
’
d
been
the
reply
.
It
was
fairly
grubby
,
since
mail
in
the
Ramtops
was
generally
handed
to
whoever
was
going
in
more
or
less
the
right
direction
,
and
it
was
also
fairly
short
.
It
said
,
baldly
,
that
his
application
was
accepted
,
and
would
he
present
himself
for
duty
immediately
.
"
Just
like
that
?
"
he
said
.
"
I
thought
there
’
d
be
tests
and
things
.
To
see
if
I
was
suitable
.
"
"
You
’
re
my
son
,
"
said
the
king
.
"
I
told
them
that
,
see
.
Stands
to
reason
you
’
ll
be
suitable
.
Probably
officer
material
.
"
He
’
d
pulled
a
sack
from
under
his
chair
,
rummaged
around
in
it
and
presented
Carrot
with
a
length
of
metal
,
more
a
sword
than
a
saw
but
only
just
.
"
This
might
rightly
belong
to
you
,
"
he
said
.
"
When
we
found
the
.
.
.
carts
,
this
was
the
only
thing
left
.
The
bandits
,
you
see
.
Just
between
you
and
me
-
"
he
beckoned
Carrot
closer
-
"
we
had
a
witch
look
at
it
.
In
case
it
was
magic
.
But
it
isn
’
t
.
Quite
the
most
un
-
magical
sword
she
’
d
ever
seen
,
she
said
.
They
normally
have
a
bit
,
see
,
on
account
of
it
’
s
like
magnetism
,
I
suppose
.
Got
quite
a
nice
balance
,
though
.
"
He
handed
it
over
.
