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"Well, taking it off helps," said Nanny Ogg "Mind you, so did a low-cut bodice, when I was a girl Stopped 'e you!" Tiffany saw the dark eyes locked onto her She burst out laughing Mrs Ogg's face broke into a huge grin that should have been locked up for the sake of public decency, and for some reason Tiffany felt a lot better She'd passed some kind of test "Mind you, that probably wouldn't ith the Wintersain "I didn't --I think that was a bit irls," said Nanny, puffing at her hedgehog pipe "Yes, they do that"

"But he can kill people!"

"He's Winter It's what he does But I reckon he's in a bit of a tizzy because he's never been in love with a human before"

"In love?"

"Well, he probably thinks he is" Once again the eyes watched her carefully "He's an ele went on "But he's trying to be human And that's complicated We're packed with stuff he doesn't understand--can't understand, really Anger, for exary The storm don't hate the people who die in it The wind is never cruel But theto deal with feelings like this, and there's none can teach him He's not very clever He's never had to be And the interesting thing is that you are changin' too--" There was a knocking at the door Nanny Ogg got up and opened it Granny Weatheras there, with Miss Tick peering over her shoulder "Blessings be upon this house," said Granny, but in a voice that suggested that if blessings needed to be taken away, she could do that, too "Quite probably," said Nanny Ogg "It's Ped Fecundis, then?" Granny nodded at Tiffany "Looks like a bad case The floorboards started growing after she walked over the for it?" said Granny "I prescribed a pair of slippers"

"I really don't see how avatarization could be taking place, not e're talking about ele, Miss Tick," said Granny Weatherwax "I notices you witter when things goes wrong, and it is not being a help"

"I don't want to worry the child, that's all," said Miss Tick She took Tiffany's hand, patted it, and said, "Don't you worry, Tiffany, we'll--"

"She's a witch," said Granny sternly "We just have to tell her the truth"

"You think I'oddess?" said Tiffany It orth it to see their faces The onlyto Granny Weatherhich was s has just done a rather good trick "How did you work that out?" Granny asked Dr Bustle had a guess: Avatar, an incarnation of a god But I'ht "Well, am I?" she said "Yes," said Granny Weatherwax "The Wintersot a lot of names The Lady of the Flowers is a nice one Or the Summer Lady She makes the summertime, just like he ht," said Tiffany "But we know he's wrong, don't we?"

"Er…not quite as wrong as we'd like," said Miss Tick Most of the Feegles had ca a council of war, except that it was about soot here," Rob Anybody pronounced, "is a case o' Role "Aye, is it like hoee babbies are made?" asked Daft Wullie "Ye told about that last year It wuz verra interestin', although a bit far-fetched tae my mind"

"No' exactly," said Rob Anybody "An' it's kinda hard tae describe But I reckon yon Winters and she disna ken what tae do aboot it"

"So it is like how babbies are made?" said Daft Wullie "No, 'cuz even beasties know that but only people know aboot Romancin'," said Rob "When a bull coo -bang-bang when I see your wee face,' 'cuz it's kinda built intae their heads People have it more difficult Romancin' is verra iet close to the girl wi'oot her attackin' him and scratchin' his eyes oot"

"I dinna see hoe can teach her any o' that stuff," said Slightly Mad Angus "The big wee hag reads books," said Rob Anybody "When she sees a book she just canna help herself An' I," he added proudly, "have a Plan" The Feegles relaxed They always felt happier when Rob had a Plan, especially sinceat solad ye asked me," said Rob "The Plan is: We'll find her a book aboot Romancin'"