Witches Abroad (1992)
“She looked around guiltily from the shelter of her hatbrim in case anyone had noticed her asleep. Falling asleep during the day was something only old women did, and Granny Weatherwax was an old woman only when it suited her purposes.
The only spectator was Greebo, curled up on Nanny’s chair. His one good eye was fixed on her, but it wasn’t so terrifying as the milky white stare of his blind one.
‘Just considerin’ our strategy,’ she muttered, just in case.
She closed the book and st...rode off to their cabin. It wasn’t a big one. Some of the staterooms looked huge, but what with the herbal wine and everything Granny hadn’t felt up to using any Influence to get one.
Magrat and Nanny Ogg were sitting on a bunk, in gloomy silence.
‘I feels a bit peckish,’ said Granny. ‘I smelled stew on the way here, so let’s go and have a look, eh? What about that?’ The other two continued to stare at the floor.MoreLess
The only spectator was Greebo, curled up on Nanny’s chair. His one good eye was fixed on her, but it wasn’t so terrifying as the milky white stare of his blind one.
‘Just considerin’ our strategy,’ she muttered, just in case.
She closed the book and st...rode off to their cabin. It wasn’t a big one. Some of the staterooms looked huge, but what with the herbal wine and everything Granny hadn’t felt up to using any Influence to get one.
Magrat and Nanny Ogg were sitting on a bunk, in gloomy silence.
‘I feels a bit peckish,’ said Granny. ‘I smelled stew on the way here, so let’s go and have a look, eh? What about that?’ The other two continued to stare at the floor.MoreLess
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