Pino Long Day

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the witches was taking their fire to bits. Another one was trying to clean the cauldron. The third one was sitting with her arms folded, glaring at him.
'The very soil cries out at tyranny—' said Wimsloe, and then caught the expression on Tomjon's face and followed 'Be quiet, you two,' said Granny. 'You're upsetting people.' She raised her hat to Wimsloe. 'Go ahead, young man. Don't mind us.'
'Wha?' said Wimsloe.
'Aha, it calls you forth for vengeance, does it?' said Tomjon. in desperation. 'And the heavens cry revenge, too, I expect.'his gaze. His voice trailed into silence.' "And calls me forth for vengeance",' prompted Tomjon helpfully.'B-but—' whispered Wimsloe, trying to point surreptitiously with his dagger.'I wouldn't be seen dead with a cauldron like this,' said Nanny Ogg, in a whisper loud enough to carry to the back of the courtyard. 'Two days' work with a scourer and a bucket of sand, is this.'' "And calls me forth for vengeance" ' hissed Tomjon. Out of the tail of his eye he saw Hwel in the wings, frozen in an attitude of incoherent rage.'How do they make it flicker?' said Magrat.