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'Here, you want to slow down on that drink,' said Granny, as a waiter put down another bottle in front of Nanny Ogg. 'I wouldn't trust any drink that's green.'
'It's not like proper drink,' said Nanny. 'It says on the label it's made from herbs. You can't make a serious drink out of just herbs. Try a drop.'
Granny sniffed the opened bottle.
'Smells like aniseed,' she said.
'It says “Absinthe” on the bottle,' said Nanny.
'Oh, that's just a name for wormwood,' said Magrat, who was good at herbs. 'My herbal says it's good for stomach diforders and prevents sicknefs after meals.'
'There you are, then,' said Nanny. 'Herbs. It's practic'ly medicine.' She poured a generous measure for the other two. 'Give it a go, Magrat. It'll put a cheft on your cheft.'
Granny Weatherwax surreptitiously loosened her boots. She was also debating whether to remove her vest. She probably didn't need all three.
'We ought to be getting on,' she said.
'Oh, I'm fed up with the broomsticks,' said Nanny. 'More than a couple of hours on a stick and I've gone rigid in the dairy air.'
She looked expectantly at the other two. 'That foreign for bum,' she added. 'Although, it's a funny thing, in some foreign parts “bum” means “tramp” and “tramp” means “hobo”. Funny things, words.'
'A laugh a minute,' said Granny.
'The river's quite wide here,' said Magrat. 'There's big boats. I've never been on a proper boat. You know? The kind that doesn't sink easily?'
'Broomsticks is more witchy,' said Granny, but not with much conviction. She did not have Nanny Ogg's
international anatomical vocabulary, but bits of her she wouldn't even admit to knowing the names of were definitely complaining.
'I saw them boats,' said Nanny. 'They looked like great big rafts with houses on. You wouldn't hardly know you're on a boat, Esme. 'Ere, what's he doing?'
The innkeeper had hurried out and was taking the jolly little tables back inside. He nodded at Nanny and spoke with a certain amount of urgency.
'I think he wants us to go inside,' said Magrat.
'I likes it out here,' said Granny. 'I LIKES IT OUT HERE, THANK YOU,' she repeated. Granny Weather-wax's approach to foreign tongues was to repeat herself loudly and slowly.
' 'Ere, you stop trying to take our table away!' snapped Nanny, thumping his hands.
The innkeeper spoke hurriedly and pointed up the street.
Granny and Magrat glanced inquiringly at Nanny Ogg. She shrugged.
'Didn't understand any of that,' she admitted.
'WE'RE STOPPIN' WHERE WE ARE, THANK YOU,' said Granny. The innkeeper's eyes met hers. He gave in, waved his hands in the air in exasperation, and went inside.
'They think they can take advantage of you when you're a woman,' said Magrat. She stifled a burp, discreetly, and picked up the green bottle again. Her stomach was feeling a lot better already.
'That's very true. D'you know what?' said Nanny Ogg, 'I barricaded meself in my room last night and a man didn't even try to break in.'
'Gytha Ogg, sometimes you - ' Granny stopped as she caught sight of something over Nanny's shoulder.
'There's a load of cows coming down the street,' she said.
Nanny turned her chair around.
'It must be that bull thing Magrat mentioned,' she said. 'Should be worth seein'.'
