Edward Hopper House by the Railroad

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Rincewind watched the body drift away, and considered his next move. The Luggage would probably float. All he had to do was wait until dusk, and then go out with the tide. There were plenty of wild places downstream where he could wade ashore, and then - well, if the Patrician really had sent out word about him then a change of clothing and a shave should take care of that. In any case, there were other lands and he had a facility for languages. Let him but get to Chimera or Gonim or Ecalpon and half a dozen armies couldn't bring him back. And then , security...
There was, of, master," said the old man calmly. "Save, perhaps, in the matter of preserved echinoderms."
The Patrician shrugged, and indicated the scroll on the table.
"Read that," he said.
Gorphal picked up the parchment and raised one eyebrow slightly course, the problem of Twoflower.Rincewind allowed himself a moment's sadness."It could be worse," he said by way of farewell. "It could be me."It was when he tried to move that he found his robe was caught on some obstruction. By craning his neck he found that the edge of it was being gripped firmly by the Luggage's lid. "Ah, Gorphal," said the Patrician pleasantly. Come in. Sit down. Can I press you to a candied starfish?""I am yours to command