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- 'I know we've had that asafoetida rather a long time,' said Ridcully.
- He turned the bottle round, peering at it sadly. Finally he tipped it up for the last time and thumped it hard on the base. A trickle of sauce arrived on the lip of the bottle and glistened there for a moment. Then it began to form a bead.
- As if drawn by invisible strings, the heads of the wizards turned to look at it. Wizards wouldn't be wizards if they couldn't see a little way into the future. As the bead swelled and started to go pearshaped they turned and, with a surprising turn of speed for men so wealthy in years and waistline, began to dive for the floor.
- The drop fell. It went gloop. And that was all. Ridcully, who'd been standing like a statue, sagged in relief.
- 'I don't know,' he said, turning away, 'I wish you fellows would show some backbone--'
- The fireball lifted him off his feet. Then it rose to the ceiling where it spread out widely and vanished with a pop, leaving a perfect chrysanthemum of scorched plaster.
- ***
- Hogfather - p157
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