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Mooty
peered
at
the
hooded
figure
.
"
Cor
!
"
he
said
.
"
I
thought
you
dint
turn
up
for
the
likes
o
’
me
.
"
I
TURN
UP
FOR
EVERYONE
.
"
I
mean
in
.
.
.
person
,
sort
of
thing
.
"
sometimes
.
on
special
occasions
.
"
Yeah
,
well
,
"
said
Mooty
,
"
this
is
one
of
them
,
all
right
!
I
mean
,
it
looked
like
a
bloody
dragon
!
What
’
s
a
man
to
do
?
You
don
’
t
expect
to
find
a
dragon
around
the
corner
!
"
and
now
,
if
you
would
care
to
step
this
way
.
.
.
said
Death
,
laying
a
skeletal
hand
on
Mooty
’
s
shoulder
.
"
Do
you
know
,
a
fortune
teller
once
told
me
I
’
d
die
in
my
bed
,
surrounded
by
grieving
greatgrandchildren
,
"
said
Mooty
,
following
the
stately
figure
.
"
What
do
you
think
of
that
,
eh
?
"
I
THINK
SHE
WAS
WRONG
.
"
A
bloody
dragon
,
"
said
Mooty
.
"
Fire
breathing
,
too
.
Did
I
suffer
much
?
"
