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“They’re both magic. If you can’t learn to ride an elephant, you can at least learn to ride a horse.” “What’s an elephant?” “A kind of badger,” said Granny. She hadn’t maintained forest-credibility for forty years by ever admitting ignorance.
If I was your mother I’d have run away before you were born.”
He grinned like a worried snake.
Granny had nothing against fortune-telling provided it was done badly by people with no talent for it. It was a different matter if people who ought to know better did it, though.