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mouldy bread poultice doesn’t sound very magical to
me,” she said.
“Goodie Whemper used to swear by it. But I don’t know
what we can time, in my garden.”
“But elves don’t shoot people! Elves are good.”
“They probably just fired at Esme and the girl in fun, like?”
“But—“
“Look, dear, you’re going to be queen. It’s an important
job. You look after the king now, and let me and Esme look
after ... other stuff.”do about the coma.”Magrat thumbed hopefully through the crackling, ancient pages. Her ancestral witches had written things down pretty much as they occurred to them, so that quite important spells and observations would be interspersed with comments about the state of their feet.“It says here ‘The smalle pointy stones sometimes found are knowne as Elf-shot, beinge the heads of Elf arrows from Times Past.” That’s all I can find. And there’s a drawing. But I’ve seen these little stones around, too.”“Oh, there’s lots of them,” said Nanny, bandagingDiamanda’s shoulder. “Dig ‘em up all the