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’
My
father
was
a
bit
like
that
.
Is
,
I
mean
.
’
’
I
expect
he
’
s
got
glands
,
though
.
’
’
I
imagine
he
has
,
’
said
Mort
,
shifting
uneasily
.
’
Its
not
something
I
’
ve
ever
really
thought
about
,
glands
.
’
They
stared
side
by
side
at
the
trout
.
The
trout
stared
back
.
’
I
’
ve
just
upset
the
entire
history
of
the
future
,
’
said
Mort
.
’
Yes
?
’
’
You
see
,
when
he
tried
to
kill
her
I
killed
him
,
but
the
thing
is
,
according
to
the
history
she
should
have
died
and
the
duke
would
be
king
,
but
the
worst
bit
,
the
worst
bit
is
that
although
he
’
s
absolutely
rotten
to
the
core
he
’
d
unite
the
cities
and
eventually
they
’
ll
be
a
federation
and
the
books
say
there
’
ll
be
a
hundred
years
of
peace
and
plenty
.
I
mean
,
you
’
d
think
there
’
d
be
a
reign
of
terror
or
something
,
but
apparently
history
needs
this
kind
of
person
sometimes
and
the
princess
would
just
be
another
monarch
.
I
mean
,
not
bad
,
quite
good
really
,
but
just
not
right
and
now
it
’
s
not
going
to
happen
and
history
is
flapping
around
loose
and
it
’
s
all
my
fault
.
’
He
subsided
,
anxiously
awaiting
her
reply
.
’
You
were
right
,
you
know
.
’
