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’
Yes
,
’
said
Mort
,
and
then
remembered
.
’
Only
I
think
I
left
them
in
the
shop
.
Dad
,
we
left
the
sack
in
the
clothes
shop
!
’
’
It
’
ll
be
shut
,
’
said
Lezek
.
’
Shops
don
’
t
open
on
Hogswatch
Day
.
You
’
ll
have
to
go
back
the
day
after
tomorrow
–
well
,
tomorrow
now
.
’
IT
is
OF
LITTLE
ACCOUNT
,
said
Death
.
WE
WILL
LEAVE
NOW
.
NO
DOUBT
I
WILL
HAVE
BUSINESS
HERE
SOON
ENOUGH
.
’
I
hope
you
’
ll
be
able
to
drop
in
and
see
us
soon
,
’
said
Lezek
.
He
seemed
to
be
struggling
with
his
thoughts
.
’
I
’
m
not
sure
that
will
be
a
good
idea
,
’
said
Mort
.
’
Well
,
goodbye
,
lad
,
’
said
Lezek
.
’
You
’
re
to
do
what
you
’
re
told
,
you
understand
?
And
–
excuse
me
,
sir
,
do
you
have
a
son
?
’
Death
looked
rather
taken
aback
.
NO
,
he
said
,
I
HAVE
NO
SONS
.
’
I
’
ll
just
have
a
last
word
with
my
boy
,
if
you
’
ve
no
objection
.
’
THEN
I
WILL
GO
AND
SEE
TO
THE
HORSE
,
said
Death
,
with
more
than
normal
tact
.
