Equal Rites (Discworld 3) - Page 89

“- words -”

“yes, that no wiwiwi-”

“- Wizard? -”said Esk, her face a frown of concentration.

“Yes, has ever found.” His eyes closed and he smiled a beatific smile and added, “The Words that Will change the World.”

“What?”

“Eh?” said Simon, opening his eyes in time to stop the oxen wandering off the track.

“You said all those wubbleyous!”

“Idid?”

“I heard you! Try again.”

Simon took a deep breath. “The worworwor - the wuwuw -” he said. “The wowowoo-” he continued.

“It's no good, it's gone,” he said. “It happens sometimes, if I don't think about it. Master Treatle says I'm allergic to something.”

“Allergic to double-yous?”

“No, sisssisi-”

//-silly-" said Esk, generously.

“- there's sososo-”

“- something -”

“- in the air, p-pollen maybe, or g-grass dust. Master Treatle has tried to find the cause of it but no magic seems to h-help it.”

They were passing through a narrow pass of orange rock. Simon looked at it disconsolately.

“My granny taught me some hayfever cures,” Esk said. “We could try those.”

Simon shook his head. It looked touch and go whether it would fall off.

“Tried everything,” he said. “Fine wwiwwi-magician I'd make, eh, can't even sss-utter the wowo-name.”

“I could see where that would be a problem,” said Esk. She watched the scenery for a while, marshalling a train of thought.

“Is it, er, possible for a woman to be, you know, a wizard? ” she said eventually.

Simon stared at her. She gave him a defiant look.

His throat strained. He was trying to find a sentence that didn't start with a W. In the end he was forced to make concessions.

“A curious idea,” he said. He thought some more, and started to laugh until Esk's expression warned him.

“Rather funny, really,” he added, but the laughter in his face faded and was replaced by a puzzled look. “Never really tthought about it, before.”

“Well? Can they?” You could have shaved with Esk's voice.

“Of course they can't. It is self-evident, child. Simon, return to your studies.”

Treatle pushed aside the curtain that led into the back of the wagon and climbed out on to the seat board.

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