Thief of Time - Pestilence

Death found Pestilence in a hospice in Llamedos. Pestilence liked hospitals. There was always something for him to do. Currently he was trying to remove the 'Now Wash Your Hands' sign over a cracked basin. He looked up.

'Oh, it's you,' he said. 'Soap? I'll give 'em soap!'

I SENT OUT THE CALL, said Death.

'Oh. Yes. Right. Yes,' said Pestilence, clearly embarrassed.

YOU'VE STILL GOT YOUR HORSE?

'Of course, but ...'

YOU HAD A FINE HORSE.

'Look, Death... it's ... look, it's not that I don't see your point, but- Excuse me...' Pestilence stepped aside as a white-robed nun, completely ignorant of the two Horsemen, passed between them. But he took the opportunity to breathe in her face.

'Just a mild flu,' he said, catching Death's expression.

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The Thief of Time - p195