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who’d throw in a second pair of pants for a seven dollar suit,’ said Ridcully.
‘Oh, ‘ said the and rustling and the occasional croak. Eventually he produced a dark blue glass cube. It had a dial on the front. ‘You carry one of them around in your pocket?’ said the Dean.’A valuable instrument like that?’
‘What the hell is it?’ said Ridcully.
‘Amazingly sensitive magical measuring device,’ said the Dean.’Measures the density of a magical field. A thaumometer.’Dean.‘If it comes past again, try to trip it up so’s I can have a look at the label.’ A bedsheet squeezed through an upper window and flapped away across the rooftops.‘Y’know,’ said the Lecturer in Recent Runes, trying to keep his voice calm and relaxed, ‘I don’t think this is magic. It doesn’t feel like magic.’ The Senior Wrangler fished in one of the deep pockets of his robe. There was a muffled clanking