Guards Guards - Tall Dwarf

"What is my own kind, then?" said Carrot, bewildered.

The old dwarf took a deep breath. “You're human,” he said.

"What, like Mr Varneshi?" Mr Varneshi drove an ox-cart up the mountain trails once a week, to trade things for gold. “One of the Big People?”

“You're six foot six, lad. He's only five foot.” The dwarf twiddled the loose rivet again. “You see how it is.”

“Yes, but-but maybe I'm just tall for my height,” said Carrot desperately. “After all, if you can have short humans, can't you have tall dwarfs?”

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Guards Guards p33