Steve Thoms Field of Red and Gold

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loyally. 'But my cottage isn't the place for them. I mean, there's some woman in a chariot yelling her head off in the washhouse. I ask you. And there's a couple of little kiddies in the pantry, and men without heads all over the place, and someone screaming under the sink, and there's this little hairy man wandering around looking lost and everything. It's not right.'
'Just so 'Bloody hell,' she whispered. 'You ain't going to try that, are you?'
'I mean to have a go.'
'Bloody hell,' said Nanny again, very quietly, and added. 'You've been thinking long as he's not here,' said Granny. 'We don't want any men around.''He's a ghost, not a man,' said Magrat.'We don't have to go into details,' Granny said icily.'But you can't put the old king back on the throne,' said Magrat. 'Ghosts can't rule. You'd never get the crown to stay on. It'd drop through.''We're going to replace him with his son,' said Granny. 'Proper succession.''Oh, we've been through all that,' said Nanny, dismissively. 'In about fifteen years' time, perhaps, but—''Tonight,' said Granny.'A child on the throne? He wouldn't last five minutes.''Not a child,' said Granny quietly. 'A grown man. Remember Aliss Demurrage?'There was silence. Then Nanny Ogg sat back.