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you pay me some money based on those odds-"
"-and the bit-" Rincewind said, waggling a finger solemnly.
"Then, if the cargo is lost, I reimburse you."
"Reeburs?"
"Pay you the value of your cargo," said Twoflower patiently.
"Oh I get it. It's like a bet, right?"
"A "What?"
"That funny word you used," said Rincewind impatiently.
"Reflected-sound-of-underground-spirits?
"Never heard of it."
Twoflower tried to explain.
Rincewind tried to understand.wager? In a way, I suppose.""And you make money at this inn-sewer-ants?""It offers a ."Wrapped in the warm yellow glow of the wine, Rincewind tried to think of inn-sewer-ants in circle sea terms."I don't think I unnerstan' this inn-sewer-ants," he said firmly, idly watching the world spin by,"Magic now. Magic I unnerstan'."Twoflower grinned. "Magic is one thing, and reflected-sound-of-underground-spirits is another, he said.""Whah?"
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