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"Enjoyed it, did you?" said Nanny, wrapping her cloak around her "Soet fed up with people being stupid I quite like doing the medicine stuff"

"Good with the herbs, are you?"

"No I'ood with the herbs"

"Oh, there's a bit of swank, eh?" said Nanny "If I didn't knoas good with herbs, I'd be stupid, Mrs Ogg"

"That's right Good It's good to be good at so an old lady a bath, as much as was possible with a couple of tin basins and some washcloths And that itchcraft Then they looked in on a woman who'd just had a baby, and that itchcraft, and avery well, and that itchcraft too, and then in an out-of-the-way group of huddled little cottages, they climbed the cramped wooden stairs to a tiny little bedroom where an old man shot at them with a crossbow "You old devil, ain't you dead yet?" said Nanny "You're looking well! I swear, the otten where you live!"

"I'!" said the old o, I'll take 'iirl Tiff She's learnin' the witchin'," said Nanny, raising her voice "This is Mr Hogparsley, Tiff…Tiff?" She snapped her fingers in front of Tiffany's eyes "Huh?" said Tiffany She was still staring in horror The twang of the bow as Nanny opened the door had been bad enough, but for a fraction of a second, she would have sworn that an arrow had gone right through Nanny Ogg and stuck in the door fra lady, Bill," said Nanny severely, plu up his pillows "And Mrs Dowser says you've been shootin' at her when she co her basket down by the bed "That's no way to treat a respectable wos you your meals, is it? For shaparsley "It's just that she's skinny as a rake and wears black 'Tis an easy parsley here is lying in wait for Death, Tiff," said Nanny "Mistress Weatherwax helped you ht, Bill?"

"Traps?" whispered Tiffany Nanny just nudged her and pointed down The floorboards were covered in ferociously spiked mantraps They were all drawn in charcoal "I said isn't that right, Bill?" Nanny repeated, raising her voice "She helped you with the traps!"

"She did that!" said Mr Hogparsley "Hah! I wouldn't want to get on the wrong side o' her!"

"Right, so no shootin' arrows at anyone except Death, right? Otherwise Mistress Weatheron'ta bottle on the old wooden box that was Mr Hogparsley's bedside table "Here's some of your jollop, freshly mixed up Where did she tell you to keep the pain?"

"It's sitting up here onno trouble" Nanny touched the shoulder, and seele? Sort of oblong?"

"That's right,at the cork on the bottle "It wiggles away there and I laughs at it" The cork popped out Suddenly, the roo," said Nanny "Mistress Weatherill be along tonight to take it away"