tribute: The Fifth Elephant
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%title The Fifth Elephant (2)
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%title The Fifth Elephant (9)
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%passage 1
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You did something because it had always been done,
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and the explanation was "but we've always done it this way."
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You did something because it had always been done,
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and the explanation was "but we've always done it this way."
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A million dead people can't have been wrong, can they?
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 233 (Harper Torch edition) [this is a footnote]
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%passage 2
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He'd noticed that sex bore some resemblance to cookery: It facinated
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people, they sometimes bought books full of complicated recipes and
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interesting pictures, and sometimes when they were really hungry they
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created vast banquets in their imagination - but at the end of the day
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created vast banquets in their imagination--but at the end of the day
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they'd settle quite happily for egg and chips, if it was well done and
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maybe had a slice of tomato.
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maybe had a slice of tomato.
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# pp. 80-81 (Harper Torch edition) [the pigeon is trained to carry messages]
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%passage 3
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Constable Shoe saluted, but a litle testily. He'd been waiting rather a
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long time.
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"Afternoon, Sergeant--"
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"That's Captain," said Captain Colon. "See the pip on my shoulder, Reg?"
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Reg looked closely. "I thought it was bird doings, Sarge."
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"That's Captain," said Colon Automatically. "It's only chalk now because
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I ain't got time to get it done properly," he said, "so don't be cheeky."
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[...]
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A pigeon chose that diplomatic moment to flutter into the factory and land
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on Colon's shoulder, where it promoted him. [...]
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 187
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%passage 4
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The wheels clattered over the wood of a drawbridge.
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As castles went, this looked as though it could be taken by a small squad
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of not very efficient soldiers. Its builder had not been thinking about
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fortifications. He'd been influenced by fairy tales and possibly by some
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of the more ornamental sorts of cake. It was a castle for looking at.
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For defense, putting a blanket over your head might be marginally safer.
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The coach stopped in the courtyard. [...]
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 229
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%passage 5
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"What a mess," he said. "Locked-room mysteries are even worse when they
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leave the room unlocked."
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 246 ([sic] 'rules for which he termed "the art..."' seems like it
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# ought to have been 'rules for _what_ he termed "the art..."')
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%passage 6
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He punched the dwarf in the stomach. This was no time to play by the
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Marquis of Fantailler rules.(1)
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(1) The Marquis of Fantailler got into many fights in his youth, most of
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them as a result of being known as the Marquis of Fantailler, and wrote
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a set of rules for which he termed "the noble art of fisticuffs" which
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mostly consisted of a list of places where people weren't allowed to hit
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him. Many people were impressed with his work and later stood with noble
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chest outthrust and fists balled in a spirit of manly aggression against
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people who hadn't read the Marquis's book but /did/ know how to knock
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people senseless with a chair. The last words of a surprisingly large
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number of people were "Stuff the bloody Marquis of Fantailler--"
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 251
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%passage 7
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Vimes shivered. He hadn't realized how warm it had been underground. Or
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what time it was. There was a dim, a very dim light. Was this just after
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sunset? What it almost dawn?
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The flakes were piling up on his damp clothes, driven by the wind.
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Freedom could get you killed.
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Shelter ... that was /essential/. The time of day and a precise location
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were of no use to the dead. They always knew what time it was and where
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they were.
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 267
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%passage 8
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GOOD MORNING.
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Vimes blinked. A tall dark-robed figure was now sitting in the boat.
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"Are you Death?"
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IT'S THE SCYTHE, ISN'T IT. PEOPLE ALWAYS NOTICE THE SCYTHE.
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"I'm going to die?"
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POSSIBLY.
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"/Possibly/? You turn up when people are /possibly/ going to die?"
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OH YES. IT'S QUITE THE NEW THING. IT'S BECAUSE OF THE UNCERTAINTY
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PRINCIPLE.
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"What's that?"
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I'M NOT SURE.
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 288 [sic: missing 4th '.' at end]
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%passage 9
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"Are you in charge of the Watch here?"
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"No. That's the job of the Burgermaster."
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"And who gives him /his/ orders?"
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"Everyone," said Tantony bitterly. Vimes nodded. Been there, he thought.
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Been there, done that, bought the dublet...
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[The Fifth Elephant, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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