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I see it. Thanks again.'
He didn't move. Eventually the voice said conversationally, 'Anything more I can do for you?'
'You're not carefully, and turned around.
There was a rock a little way away. But there were rocks everywhere, the very bones of the Disc were near he surface here.
He looked hard at the yew tree, just in case it had been speaking. But the yew, being a fairly solitary tree, hadn't heard about Rincewind the arborial saviour, and in any case was asleep.a tree, are you?' said Rincewind, still staring straight ahead.'Don't be silly. Trees can't talk.''Sorry. It's just that I've been having a bit of difficulty with trees lately, you know how it is.''Not really. I'm a rock.'Rincewind's voice hardly changed.'Fine, fine,' he said slowly. 'Well, I'll just be getting those onions, then.''Enjoy them.'He walked forward in a careful and dignified fashion, spotted a clump of stringy white things huddling in the undergrowth, uprooted them
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