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Then he said, in a lower and more urgent tone, 'Actually, I don't think I can hang on any longer.'
'Try.'
'It's no good, I can feel my hand slipping!'
Twoflower sighed. It was time for harsh measures. 'All right, then,' he said. 'Drop, then. See if I care.'
'What?' said Rincewind, so astonished he forgot to let go.
'Go on, eventually, in a voice rather louder than necessary, 'but ever since I met you I seem to have spent a lot of time hanging by my fingers over certain depth, have you noticed?'
'Death,' corrected Twoflower.
'Death what?' said Rincewind.
'Certain death,' said Twoflower helpfully, trying to ignore the slow but inexorable slide of his body across the flagstones. 'Hanging over certain death. You don't like heights.'die. Take the easy way out.''Easy?' .'All you have to do is plummet screaming through the air and break every bone in your body,' said Twoflower. 'Anybody can do it. Go on. I wouldn't want you to think that perhaps you ought to stay alive because we need you to say the Spells and save the Disc. Oh, no. Who cares if we all get burned up? Go on, just think of yourself. Drop.'There was a long, embarrassed silence.'I don't know why it is,' said Rincewind