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MISS FLITWORTH? RENATA?
‘I - I didn’t know what to do and you said it wasn’t difficult and -‘ Death walked into the barn. When he came out, he was wearing his black robe.
She was still standing there.
‘I . ‘Chance would be a fine thing,’ said Windle. They reached the moving stairs. He looked up. Trolleys clustered around the top of the upward stair, but the way to the floor below looked clear.
‘Perhaps we could find another way up?’ said Ludmilla hopefully. They shuffled on to the moving stair. Behind them, the trolleys moved in to block their return.
The wizards were on the floor below. They weredidn’t know what to do,’ she repeated, possibly not to him.’What happened? Is it all over?’Death looked around. The grey shapes were pouring into the yard. POSSIBLY NOT, he said.More trolleys appeared behind the row of soldiers. They looked like the small silvery workers with the occasional pale golden gleam of a warrior. ‘We should retreat back to the stairs,’ said Doreen.‘I think that’s where they want us to go,’ said Windle. ‘Then that’s fine by me. Anyway, I vouldn’t think those wheels could manage steps, could they?’‘And you can’t exactly fight to the death,’ said Ludmilla. Lupine was keeping close to her, yellow eyes fixed on the slowly advancing wheels
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