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What’s to go wrong?’ said Dibbler. ‘There’s one road to AnkhMorpork. Anyway, we’ll probably be well out of this stuff when we leave the coast. I don’t see why everyone’s so nervy. Fog’s fog.’
‘That’s what I say,’ said Victor, climbing into the coach.
‘It’s just a mercy we finished Blown Away yesterday,’ said Dibbler. ‘All this is probably just something seasonal. it, when cool air passes over warm ground, water is precipitated out of‑‘
‘You know what I mean! It’s not like normal fog at all! It – sort of drifts oddly,’ she finished lamely. ‘And you can nearly hear voices,’ she added.Nothing to worry about at all.’‘You said that before,’ said Soll. ‘You said it at least five times so far this morning.’Ginger was hunched on one seat, with Laddie lying underneath it. Victor slid along until he was next to her.‘Did you get any sleep?’ he whispered.‘Just an hour or two, I think,’ she said. ‘Nothing happened. No dream or anything.’Victor relaxed.‘Then it really is over,’ he said. ‘I wasn’t sure.’‘And the fog?’ she demanded.‘Sorry?’ said Victor guiltily.‘What’s causing the fog?’‘Well,’ said Victor, ‘as I understand
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