Jean Beraud La Rue de la Paix 1907

Jean Beraud La Rue de la Paix 1907Unknown Artist tango dancersUnknown Artist sweet breathUnknown Artist red background
just rob us and tie us up and leave us for the wolves, I expect."
"Oh, come on."
"Look, this is realRincewind. "I mean, here you are, carrying around a box full of gold, don't you think anyone in their right minds would jump at the chance of pinching it?" I would, he added mentally -if I hadn't seen what the Luggage does to prying fingers.
Then the demanded, and got, double pay for both occasions.
"If any harm comes to us," said Rincewind, "then there will be no-one to operate the magic box. No more pictures of Hrun, you understand?"
Hrun nodded, his eyes fixed on the latest picture. It showed Hrun answer hit him. He looked from Hrun to the picture box. The picture imp was doing its laundry in a tiny tub, while the salamanders dozed in their cage."I’ve got an idea," he said. "I mean, what is it heroes really want?""Gold?" said Twoflower."No. I mean really want."Twoflower frowned. "I don't quite understand," he said. Rincewind picked up the picture box. "Hrun," he said. "Come over here, will you?" The days passed peacefully. True, a small band of bridge trolls tried to ambush them on one occasion, and a party of brigands nearly caught them unawares one night (but unwisely tried to investigate the Luggage before slaughtering the sleepers). Hrun