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The Fool's mind was also working hard. He was beginning to panic.
Magrat shunned the traditional pointed hat, as worn by the older witches, but she still held to one of the most iundamental rules of witchcraft. It's not much use being a witch unless you look like one. In her case this meant She felt an overpowering urge to curse. She knew a great many curses. Goodie Whemper had been really imaginative in that department; even the creatures of the forest used to go past her cottage at a dead run.
She couldn't find a single one that fully expressed her feelings.
'Oh, bugger,' she said.lots of silver jewellery with octograms, bats, spiders, dragons and other symbols of everyday mysticism; Magrat would have painted her fingernails black, except that she didn't think she would be able to face Granny's withering scorn.It was dawning on the Fool that he had surprised a witch.'Whoops,' he said, and turned to run for it.'Don't—' Magrat began, but the Fool was already pounding down the forest path that led back to the castle.Magrat stood and stared at the wilting posy in her hands. She ran her fingers through her hair and a shower of wilted petals fell out.She felt that an important moment had been allowed to slip out of her grasp as fast as a greased pig in a narrow passageway.