En smakebit ur Feet of clay

Jag ska försöka få bloggen tillbaka i de normala gängorna och ska ta och dela en smakbit.

Nu har jag fått min påbörjade Discworldbok till sommarstugan. Den lämnade ju kvar där tidigare när vi flyttade allt annat. Men idag fick jag den och därför blir det smakbit ur den boken, från sidan 257:

”We, er, had a look at as many golems as we could, sir”, said Carrot, trying diplomatically to see if there wasa bottle anywhere on the desk. ”There’s hardly any, sir. We found eleven had smashed themselves up or sawn their heads off and by lunchtime people were smashing ‘em or taking out their words themselves, sir. It’s not nice, sir. There’s bits of pottery all over the city. It’s as if people were just.. waiting for the opportunity. It’s odd, sir. All they do is work and keep themselves to themselves and don’t offer any harm to anyone. And some of the ones that smashed themselves left … well, notes, sir. They kept on going on about y´their clay…”.
Vimes did not respond.

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