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'Twoflower.' The voice was hollow and echoing, and just recognisable as Rincewind's.
Twoflower stopped with his hand halfway to the book.
'Yes?' he said. 'Is that – is that you, Rincewind?'
'Yes,' said 'Good. Now, what I want you to do is —'
'Yes?'
Rincewind's voice rose from the depths of the stairwell.the voice, resonant with the tones of the grave. 'And there is something very important I want you to do for me, Twoflower.'Twofiower looked around. He pulled himself together. So the fate of the Disc would depend on him, after all.'I'm ready,' he said, his voice vibrating with pride. 'What is it you want me to do?''First, I want you to listen very carefully,' said Rincewind's disembodied voice patiently.'I'm listening.'It's very important that when I tell you what to do you don't say "What do you mean?" or argue or anything, understand?'Twoflower stood to attention. At least, his rnind stood to attention, his body really couldn't. He stuck out several of his chins.'I'm ready,' he said.