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"
Very
true
,
"
nodded
Brother
Watchtower
.
"
Not
cheap
.
Very
true
.
"
He
looked
at
the
little
heap
of
exhausted
magic
again
.
"
Cor
,
"
he
said
.
"
We
did
it
,
though
,
dint
we
!
We
only
went
and
bloody
well
did
some
magic
,
right
?
"
"
See
?
"
said
Brother
Fingers
.
"
I
tole
you
there
was
nothin
’
to
it
.
"
"
You
all
did
exceptionally
well
,
"
said
the
Supreme
Grand
Master
encouragingly
.
"
-
should
’
ve
been
six
dollars
,
but
he
said
he
’
d
cut
his
own
throat
and
sell
it
me
for
three
dollars
-
"
"
Yeah
,
"
said
Brother
Watchtower
.
"
We
got
the
hang
of
it
all
right
!
Dint
hurt
a
bit
.
We
done
real
magic
!
And
dint
get
et
by
tooth
fairies
from
out
of
the
woodwork
either
,
Brother
Plasterer
,
I
couldn
’
t
help
noticing
.
"
The
other
Brethren
nodded
.
Real
magic
.
Nothing
to
it
.
Everyone
had
just
better
watch
out
.
"
Hang
on
,
though
,
"
said
Brother
Plasterer
.
"
Where
’
s
this
dragon
gone
?
I
mean
,
did
we
really
summon
it
or
not
?
"
"
Fancy
you
asking
a
silly
question
like
that
,
"
said
Brother
Watchtower
doubtfully
.
The
Supreme
Grand
Master
brushed
the
dust
off
his
mystic
robe
.
