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"
I
give
in
,
"
he
said
.
Carrot
proudly
lifted
it
out
of
the
battered
packaging
.
"
It
’
s
a
cake
,
"
he
said
,
shoving
both
hands
under
the
thing
and
raising
it
with
some
difficulty
.
"
From
my
mother
.
"
He
managed
to
put
it
on
the
table
without
trapping
his
fingers
.
"
Can
you
eat
it
?
"
said
Nobby
.
"
It
’
s
taken
months
to
get
here
.
You
’
d
think
it
would
go
stale
.
"
"
Oh
,
it
’
s
to
a
special
dwarfish
recipe
,
"
said
Carrot
.
"
Dwarfish
cakes
don
’
t
go
stale
.
"
Sergeant
Colon
gave
it
another
sharp
rap
.
"
I
suppose
not
,
"
he
conceded
.
"
It
’
s
incredibly
sustaining
,
"
said
Carrot
.
"
Practically
magical
.
The
secret
has
been
handed
down
from
dwarf
to
dwarf
for
centuries
.
One
tiny
piece
of
this
and
you
won
’
t
want
anything
to
eat
all
day
.
"
"
Get
away
?
"
said
Colon
.
"
A
dwarf
can
go
hundreds
of
miles
with
a
cake
like
this
in
his
pack
,
"
Carrot
went
on
.
"
I
bet
he
can
,
"
said
Colon
gloomily
,
"
I
bet
all
the
time
he
’
d
be
thinking
,
’
Bloody
hell
,
I
hope
I
can
find
something
else
to
eat
soon
,
otherwise
it
’
s
the
bloody
cake
again
.
’
"
