Dodger by Terry Pratchett

Author:Terry Pratchett [Pratchett, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

multiple families in that one building, this would mean that the building would surely col apse.

Sticking out his beard like an advance guard, Solomon mumbled on, ‘This is a matter of pride, Dodger, which I have and you must acquire.

First thing in the morning we wil go and visit Mister Coutts, and then see if it is possible to find in London a man who would do the very best haircut

and shave for the customer without kil ing him with a razor. I know just the one.’

Before Dodger could say a word the finger was raised again, seas parted, thunder rol ed and the sky darkened, making birds fly frantical y

for safety. Or at least, that is what happened in the privacy of the attic, and indeed in the mind of Dodger.

Solomon said fiercely, ‘Do not argue with me. This isn’t the sewers. When it comes to finance, and banking, and smartening yourself up, I am

a master. With the scars to prove it. I must tel you that just for once in your life I am insisting! This is not the time to argue with your old friend. After

al , I wouldn’t tel you how to work the sewers.’

His finger stopped stabbing and joined its family on the hand, and the tide turned back, the dark sky became the peaceful if somewhat dirty

glow of evening and the terrible finger of thunder and lightning faded out of Dodger’s imagination as Solomon became rather smal er and said,

‘Now, please take Onan down to do his business and we can shut up shop for the night.’

There was stil some light in the sky when Dodger got the dog downstairs. As is the protocol of these things, he let Onan off his leash then looked

around as if he had no idea what the dog was actual y doing. There were a few lights to be seen, though not too many, candles being the price they

were. Just the galaxies of London, the occasional star, or a candle in a window, wasting a part of its tal ow on the ungrateful streets. When you saw

a candle in a window at this time of night, it meant that some poor wretch had died, or some other poor wretch had been born. Lights were for when

the midwife had to be cal ed in, and lights were for a death. If, of course, it was the more heated kind of death – the kind that might make the

peelers take an interest – that would be a job for the coroner and would bring forth a second candle.

With that in mind, Dodger cal ed Onan to stop worrying whatever he was worrying and a tiny bel rang in his mind as he realized that in the

darkness someone had crept so silently towards him that they now had a knife at his throat.

A voice said very quietly, ‘There is something of considerable importance that you know the whereabouts of, Mister Dodger, and I’m hearing

that some people are scared of you on

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