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Cao Yong CAFE BELLACao Yong AGE OF INNOCENCECao Yong AFTERNOON TEACao Yong cao yong Red Umbrella
How’d he get through?”
“He was holding on to me. I don’t know how it works. Maybe the stone . . . force opens to let humans through, or something. Just so long as his friends stay inside, that’s all I’m bothered about.”
Nanny heaved the unconscious elf on to her shoulders
without much effort.*
“Smells worse than the bottom of a goat’s bed,” she said.
“It’s a bath for me their hearts that the universe really doesn’t know what the hell is going on and consists of a zillion trillion billion possibilities, and could become any one of them if a trained mind rigid with quantum certainty was inserted in the crack and twisted;
that, if you really had to make someone’s hat explode, all you needed to do was twist into that universe where a large number of hat molecules all decide at the same time to bounce off in different directions.
Younger witches, on the other hand, talk about it all the time and believe it involves crystals, mystic forces, and danc-ing about without yer drawers on.when I get home.”“Oh, dear,” said Granny “It gets worse, don’t it?”l As has been pointed out earlier in the Discworld chronicles, entire agri-cultural economies have been based on the lifting power of little old ladies in black dresses.120LOR06 fitfQ LftD/£6What is magic?Then there is the witches’ explanation, which comes in two forms, depending on the age of the witch. Older witches hardly put words to it at all, but may suspect in