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Varneshi
told
him
what
it
was
.
"
Codpiece
like
in
fish
?
"
said
Carrot
,
mystified
.
"
No
.
It
’
s
for
the
fighting
,
"
mumbled
Varneshi
.
"
You
should
wear
it
all
the
time
.
Protects
your
vitals
,
like
.
"
Carrot
tried
it
on
.
"
It
’
s
a
bit
small
,
Mr
Varneshi
.
"
"
That
’
s
because
you
don
’
t
wear
it
on
your
head
,
you
see
.
"
Varneshi
explained
some
more
,
to
Carrot
’
s
mounting
bewilderment
and
,
subsequently
,
horror
.
"
My
great
-
grandad
used
to
say
,
"
Varneshi
finished
,
"
that
but
for
this
I
wouldn
’
t
be
here
today
.
"
"
What
did
he
mean
by
that
?
"
Varneshi
’
s
mouth
opened
and
shut
a
few
times
.
"
I
’
ve
no
idea
,
"
he
said
,
spinelessly
.
Anyway
,
the
shameful
thing
was
now
at
the
very
bottom
of
Carrot
’
s
pack
.
Swarfs
didn
’
t
have
much
truck
with
things
like
that
.
The
ghastly
preventative
represented
a
glimpse
into
a
world
as
alien
as
the
backside
of
the
moon
.
