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%title The Wee Free Men (1)
%title The Wee Free Men (9)
# p. 100 (HarperTempest edition; quin==queen;
# this rallying cry occurs multiple times; p. 167 has "/Nae quin!
# Nae king! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna be fooled again!/",
# p. 193 has same except that King and Quin are reversed and
# capitalized, p. 287 has "/Nae Quin! Nae Laird! Wee Fee Men!/")
%passage 1
"Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! We willna
be fooled again!"
"Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae
master! /We willna be fooled again!/"
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage
# pp. 18-19 (unlike in Lancre and its surrounding Ramtop mountains, witches
# are unwelcome in the Chalk; the first paragraph continues with
# mention of things Miss Tick doesn't carry, then things she does,
# ending with 'and, of course, a lucky charm.')
%passage 2
Miss Tick did not look like a witch. Most witches don't, at least the ones
who wander from place to place. Looking like a witch can be dangerous when
you walk among the uneducated. [...]
Everyone in the country carried lucky charms, and Miss Tick had worked out
that if you didn't have one, people would suspect that you /were/ a witch.
You had to be a bit cunning to be a witch.
Miss Tick did have a pointy hat, but it was a stealth hat and pointed only
when she wanted it to.
The one thing in her bag that might have made anyone suspicious was a very
small, grubby booklet entitled /An Introduction to Escapology, by the
Great Williamson/. If one of the risks of your job is being thrown into a
pond with your hands tied together, then the ability to swim thirty yards
underwater, fully clothed, plus the ability to lurk under the weeds
breathing air through a hollow reed, count as nothing if you aren't also
/amazingly/ good at knots.
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage
# pp. 29-30 ('pune' is accurate; a mispronunciation of 'pun', as indicated
# by the footnote; one wonders how a nine year old farm girl knows
# how to pronounce 'mystique'...)
%passage 3
"My name," she said at last, "is Miss Tick. And I /am/ a witch. It's a
good name for a witch, of course."
"You mean blood-sucking parasite?" said Tiffany, wrinkling her forehead.
"I'm sorry," said Miss Tick, coldly.
"Ticks," said Tiffany. "Sheep get them. But if you use turpentine--"
"I /meant/ that it /sounds/ like 'mystic,'" said Miss Tick.
"Oh, you mean a pune, or play on words," said Tiffany.(1) "In that case it
would be even better if you were Miss /Teak/, a dense foreign wood, because
that would sound like 'mystique,' or you could be Miss Take, which would--"
"I can see we're going to get on like a house on fire," said Miss Tick.
"There may be no survivors."
(1) Tiffany had read lots of words in the dictionary that she'd never heard
spoken, so she had to guess at how they were pronounced.
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage
# pp. 64-65
%passage 4
There was a lot of mist around, but a few stars were visible overhead and
there was a gibbous moon in the sky. Tiffany knew it was gibbous because
she'd read in the Almanack that /gibbous/ means what the moon looked like
when it was just a bit fatter than half full, and so she made a point of
paying attention to it around those times just so that she could say to
herself, "Ah, I see the moon's very gibbous tonight."
It's possible that this tells you more about Tiffany than she would want
you to know.
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage
# p. 159 (bigjob: pictsie term for human; 'heid', 'dinna', 'canna', 'noo',
# 'aroound', and 'Tiffan' are accurate)
%passage 5
"[...] Ye have the First Sight and the Second Thoughts, just like yer
Granny. That's rare in a bigjob."
"Don't you mean Second Sight?" Tiffany asked. "Like people who can see
ghosts and stuff?"
"Ach, no. That's typical bigjob thinking. /First Sight/ is when you can
see what's really there, not what your heid tells you /ought/ to be there.
Ye saw Jenny, ye saw the horseman, ye saw them as real thingies. Second
sight is dull sight, it's seeing only what you expect to see. Most bigjobs
ha' that. Listen to me, because I'm fadin' noo and there's a lot you dinna
ken. Ye think this is the whole world? That is a good thought for sheep
and mortals who dinna open their eyes. Because in truth there are more
worlds than stars in the sky. Understand? They are everywhere, big and
small, close as your skin. They are /everywhere/. Some ye can see an'
some ye canna, but there are doors, Tiffan. They might be a hill or a
tree or a stone or a turn in the road, or they might e'en be a thought in
yer heid, but they are there, all aroound ye. You'll have to learn to see
'em, because you walk among them and dinna know it. And some of them...
is poisonous."
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage
# p. 193 (source text is all italics here; passage continues with the speakers
# getting in synch and shouting the cry from passage 1)
%passage 6
"They can tak' oour lives but they canna tak' oour troousers!"
"Ye'll tak' the high road an' I'll tak' yer wallet!"
"There can only be one t'ousand!"
"Ach, stick it up yer trakkans!"
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage
# p. 227 (also all italics; end of a reminiscence of Granny Aching by Tiffany)
%passage 7
"Them as can do has to do for them as can't. And someone has to speak up
for them as has no voices."
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage
# p. 287 (like passage 6, this ties back to passage 1; the cry there is
# one of the things Tiffany hears)
%passage 8
Tiffany might have been the only person, in all the worlds that there are,
to be happy to hear the sound of the Nac Mac Feegle.
They poured out of the smashed nut. Some were still wearing bow ties.
Some were back in their kilts. But they were all in a fighting mood and,
to save time, were fighting with one another to get up to speed.
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage
# pp. 313-314 (passage starts mid-paragraph; 'mebbe' and 'oour' are accurate)
%passage 9
"[...] Can you bring Wentworth?"
"Aye."
"And you won't get lost or--or drunk or anything?"
Rob Anybody looked offended. "We ne'er get lost!" he said. "We always ken
where we are! It's just sometimes mebbe we aren't sure where everything
else is, but it's no' our fault if /everything else/ gets lost! The Nac
Mac Feegle never get lost!"
"What about drunk?" said Tiffany, dragging Roland toward the lighthouse.
"We've ne'er been lost in oour lives! Is that no' the case, lads?" said
Rob Anybody. There was a murmur of resentful agreement. "The words /lost/
and /Nac Mac Feegle/ shouldna turn up in the same sentence!"
"And drunk?" said Tiffany again, laying Roland down on the beach.
"Gettin' lost is something that happens to other people!" declared Rob
Anybody. "I want to make that point perfectly clear!"
[The Wee Free Men, by Terry Pratchett]
%e passage