Monday, April 20, 2009

Thomas Moran Autumn Landscape

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said Ponder, gratified at the attention, “it
appears that there was this man, right, who had to choose
between “So this was at his place, then, was it?” said Ridcully.
“What? I don’t know,” said Ponder.
“Why not? You seem to know all about it.”
“I don’t think it was anywhere. It’s a puzzle.”
“Hang on,” said Casanunda, “I think I’ve worked it out.
One question, right?”
“Yes,” said Ponder, relieved.going through two doors, apparently, and the guardon one door always told the truth and the guard on the otherdoor always told a lie, and the thing was, behind one doorwas certain death, and behind the other door was freedom,91Terry Pratchettand he didn’t know which guard was which, and he could only ask them one question and so: what did he ask?”The coach bounced over a pothole. The Librarian turned over in his sleep.“Sounds like Psychotic Lord Hargon of Quirm to me,” said Ridcully, after a while.“That’s right,” said Casanunda. “He was a devil for jokes like that. How many students can you get in an Iron Maiden, that kind of thing.”

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