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'Why, sirrah,' he quavered, 'why may a caudled fillhorse be deemed the brother to a hiren candle in the night?'
The duke frowned. The Fool felt it better not to wait.
'Withal, because a candle may be greased, yet a fillhorse be without a fat argier,' he said and, because it was part of the joke, patted Lord Felmet lightly with his balloon on a stick and twanged his mandolin.
The duke's index finger tapped an abrupt tattoo on the arm of the throne.
'Yes?' he A year went past. The days followed one another patiently. Right back at the beginning of the multiverse they had tried all passing at the same time, and it hadn't worked.
Tomjon sat under Hwel's rickety table, watching his father as he walked up and down between the lattys, waving one arm and talking. Vitoller always waved his arms when he spoke; if you tied his hands behind his back he would be dumb.said. 'And then what happened?''That, er, was by way of being the whole thing,' said the Fool, and added, 'My grandad thought it was one of his best.''I daresay he told it differently,' said the duke. He stood up. 'Summon my huntsmen. I think I shall ride out on the chase. And you can come too.''My lord, I cannot ride!'For the first time that morning Lord Felmet smiled.'Capital!' he said. 'We will give you a horse that can't be ridden. Ha. Ha.'He looked down at his bandages. And afterwards, he told himself, I'll get the armourer to send me up a file.