The walls of other rooms were bowed out almost to the point of exploding. Outside, you could see how he’d managed to clean out the office. Moist stood aside as the clay man walked out into the corridor, the old boards groaning under his enormous feet. ‘Excuse Me, Postmaster,’ said the golem behind him. There was no point in taking it out on the boy. ‘I don’t want to be-’ Moist began, but gave up. ‘They said they want to see the man who wants to be postmaster.’ ‘They want you, Mr Lipwig,’ said Stanley. Moist glared at him, but Stanley seemed to have finished for now. ‘There’s some men,’ said Stanley, grinning uncertainly. ‘What the hell do you- What do you want, Stanley? I’m a little busy right now.’ He turned and saw the boy Stanley, who flinched at his expression. ‘Mr Lipwig?’ said a nervous voice from the doorway behind him. ‘That’s just Vetinari’s trick! I’m no postman, I’m just a fraud-’ ‘You Are The Postmaster, Mr Lipvig,’ he said. The golem scooped up two armfuls of the mail that had so recently entombed his client. * * * - Going Postal (Terry Pratchett) | Read books online free without registration and downloading Terry Pratchett « Going Postal» Subject: Comic Fantasy/Science-fiction * * *
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