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Yeah, I know what it’s like. Tell someone you’re dead and they look at you as if they’ve seen a ghost,’ Mr Shoe went on.
Windle realised that talking to Mr Shoe was very much like talking to the Archchancellor. It didn’t actually matter what you said, because he wasn’t listening. Only, in Mustrum Ridcully’s case it was because he just wasn’t man at the end of the row caught Windle’s eye and rolled his own yellow eyes in a theatrical gesture of fellow feeling.
‘This is Brother Arthur Winkings -‘
‘Count Notfaroutoe, ‘ said a female voice sharply.
‘And Sister Doreen - I mean Countess Notfaroutoe, of course -‘
‘Charmed, I’m sure,’ said the female voice, as the small dumpy bothering, while Reg Shoe was in fact supplying your side of the conversation somewhere inside his own head.‘Yeah, right, ‘ said Windle, giving in.‘We were just finishing off, in fact,’ said Mr Shoe.‘Let me introduce you. Everyone, this is -‘ He hesitated.‘Poons. Windle Poons.’‘Brother Windle,’ said Mr Shoe.’Give him a big Fresh Start welcome!’ There was an embarrassed chorus of ‘hallos’. A large and rather hairy young