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identity when it is at rest - usually about fifty feet into the rubble of what remains of the mountain it just ran into at neartall man patiently.
'Because you shot it.'
'I was aiming at the tortoise. You know, trying to combine two experiments, cut down on expensive research time, make full use of available-' Xeno gestured with the bow, which now had another arrow in it.
'Excuse me,' said Teppic. 'Could you put it down a minute? Me and my friend have come a long way and it would be nice not to be shot at again.'
These two seem harmless, he thought, and almost believed it.
He whistled. On cue, Ptraci came around the dune, leading You Bastard. Teppic doubted the capability light-speed. The puzuma is rumoured to be about the size of a leopard with a rather unique black and white check coat, although those specimens discovered by the Disc's sages and philosophers have inclined them to declare that in its natural state the puzuma is flat, very thin, and dead.) The tall man gave Teppic a nod. 'Take no notice of him, boy,' he said. 'He's just covering himself because of the accident last week.' 'The tortoise did beat the hare,' said Xeno sulkily. 'The hare was dead, Xeno,' said the