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both gauntleted hands and grabbed Rincewind's neck, forcing him down.
"You did this!" he screamed. "You and your box of trickery. "
His thumb found Rincewind's windpipe. This is it, the wizard thought. Wherever I’m going, it can't be worse than here...
"Excuse me," said Twoflower.
As Withel tensed himself to turn on the tourist Rincewind lashed out and caught the thief on the jaw. Withel stared at him in amazement for a moment, and then quietly toppled into the mud.
The wizard uncurled his stinging fist and the roll of gold coins slipped between Rincewind felt the grip lessen. And now Withel was slowly getting up, a look of absolute hatred on his face.A glowing ember landed on the wizard. He brushed it off hurriedly, and scrambled to his feet. Twoflower was behind Withel, holding the man's own needle-sharp sword with the point resting in the small of the thief’s back. Rincewind's eyes narrowed. He reached into his robe, then withdrew his hand bunched into a fist."Don't move," he said."Am I doing this right?" asked Twoflower anxiously."He says he'll skewer your liver if you move,"Rincewind translated freely."I doubt it," said Withel."Bet?""No!"