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.Discworld 36 - Making MoneyDiscworld 36 - Making MoneyDiscworld 36 - Making MoneyDiscworld 36 - Making MoneyDiscworld 36 - Making MoneyDiscworld 36 - Making Moneyby Pratchett, TerryDiscworld 36 - Making MoneyBy Terry PratchettTRANSWORLD PUBLISHERS 61-63 Uxbridge Road, London W5 5SA A Random House Group Company www.rbooks.co.uk First published in Great Britain in 2007 by Doubleday an imprint of Transworld Publishers Copyright © Terry and Lyn Pratchett 2007 Terry Pratchett has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work.This book is a work of fiction and, except in the case of historical fact, any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.Discworld® is a trademark registered by Terry Pratchett A CIP catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library.ISBN 9780385611015 Addresses for Random House Group Ltd companies outside the UK can be found at: www.randomhouse.co.uk The Random House Group Ltd Reg.No.954009 The Random House Group Ltd makes every effort to ensure that the papers used in its books are made from trees that have been legally sourced from well-managed and credibly certified forests.Our paper procurement policy can be found at: www.randomhouse.co.uk/paper.htmTypeset in 11.75/15pt Minion by Falcon Oast Graphic Art Ltd Printed and bound in Great Britain by Clays Ltd, Bungay, Suffolk Author's Note Hemlines as a measure of national crisis (p.64): The author will be forever grateful to the renowned military historian and strategist Sir Basil Liddell Hart for imparting this interesting observation to him in 1968.It may explain why the mini-skirt has, since the sixties, never really gone out of style.Students of the history of computing will recognize in the Glooper a distant echo of the Phillips Economic Computer, built in 1949 by engineer-turned-economist Bill Phillips, which also made an impressive hydraulic model of the national economy.No Igors were involved, apparently.One of the early machines can be found in the Science Museum, London, and a dozen or so others are on display around the world for the interested observer.And finally, as ever, the author is grateful to the British Heritage Joke Foundation for its work in ensuring that the fine old jokes never die… Chapter 1 Waiting in darkness — A bargain sealed — The hanging man — Golem with a blue dress — Crime and punishment — A chance to make real money — The chain of gold-ish — No unkindness to bears — Mr Bent keeps timeTHEY LAY IN THE DARK, guarding.There was no way of measuring the passage of time, nor any inclination to measure it.There was a time when they had not been here, and there would be a time, presumably, when they would, once more, not be here.They would be somewhere else.This time in between was immaterial.But some had shattered and some, the younger ones, had gone silent.The weight was increasing.Something must be done.One of them raised his mind in song.It was a hard bargain, but hard on whom? That was the question.And Mr Blister the lawyer wasn't getting an answer.He would have liked an answer.When parties are interested in unprepossessing land, it might pay for smaller parties to buy up any neighbouring plots, just in case the party of the first part had heard something, possibly at a party.But it was hard to see what there was to know.He gave the woman on the other side of his desk a suitably concerned smile.'You understand, Miss Dearheart, that this area is subject to dwarf mining law? That means all metals and metal ore are owned by the Low King of the dwarfs.You will have to pay him a considerable royalty on any that you remove.Not that there will be any, I'm bound to say.It is said to be sand and silt all the way down, and apparently it is a very long way down.' He waited for any kind of reaction from the woman opposite, but she just stared at him.Blue smoke from her cigarette spiralled towards the office ceiling.'Then there is the matter of antiquities,' said the lawyer, watching as much of her expression as could be seen through the haze.'The Low King has decreed that all jewellery, armour, ancient items classified as Devices, weaponry, pots, scrolls or bones extracted by you from the land in question will also be subject to a tax or confiscation.' Miss Dearheart paused as if to compare the litany against an internal list, stubbed out her cigarette and said: 'Is there any reason to believe that there are any of these things there?' 'None whatsoever,' said the lawyer, with a wry smile.'Everyone knows that we are dealing with a barren waste, but the King is insuring against “what everyone knows” being wrong.It so often is.' 'He is asking a lot of money for a very short lease!' 'Which you are willing to pay.This makes dwarfs nervous, you see.It's very unusual for a dwarf to part with land, even for a few years.I gather he needs the money because of all this Koom Valley business.''I'm paying the sum demanded!' 'Quite so, quite so.But I—' 'Will he honour the contract?' 'To the letter.That at least is certain.Dwarfs are sticklers in such matters.All you need to do is sign and, regrettably, pay.' Miss Dearheart reached into her bag and placed a thick sheet of paper on the table.'This is a banker's note for five thousand dollars, drawn on the Royal Bank of Ankh-Morpork.' The lawyer smiled.'A name to trust,' he said, and added: 'traditionally, at least.Do sign where I've put the crosses, will you?' He watched carefully as she signed, and she got the impression he was holding his breath.'There,' she said, pushing the contract across the desk.'Perhaps you could assuage my curiosity, madam?' he said.'Since the ink is drying on the lease?' Miss Dearheart glanced around the room, as if the heavy old bookcases concealed a multitude of ears.'Can you keep a secret, Mr Blister?' 'Oh, indeed, madam.Indeed!' She looked around conspiratorially.'Even so, this should be said quietly,' she hissed.He nodded hopefully, leaned forward, and for the first time for many years felt a woman's breath in his ear: 'So can I,' she said.That was nearly three weeks ago… Some of the things you could learn up a drainpipe at night were surprising.For example, people paid attention to small sounds — the click of a window catch, the clink of a lockpick — more than they did to big sounds, like a brick falling into the street or even (for this was, after all, Ankh-Morpork) a scream [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]