Gustav Klimt Portrait of Adele Bloch (gold foil)

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You sure you know what you want?’ he said.
Bill Door solemnly repeated his request. down ??? Simnel shrugged.’Well, I suppose I could melt it and burn the handle,’ he said.
YES.
‘Well, OK. It’s your scythe. And you’re basically right, of course. This is old technology now. Redundant.’
I FEAR YOU MAY BE RIGHT.
Simnel jerked foolhardy thing Simnel would ever do.
‘I’m sure you know your own mind best,’ he mumbled.
YES.
‘Then it’ll just be, oh, call it a farthing for the scythe,’ Simnel gabbled. ‘Sorry about that. but it’a grimy thumb towards the Combination Harvester. Bill Door knew it was made only of metal and canvas, and therefore couldn’t possibly lurk. But it was lurking. Moreover, it was doing so with a chilling, metallic smugness.‘You could get Miss Flitworth to buy you one of these, Mr Door. It’d be just the job for a one-man farm like that. I can see you now, up there, up in the breeze, with the belts clacking away and the sparge arms oscillating -‘ NO.‘Go on. She could afford it. They say she’s got boxes full of treasure from the old days.’ NO!‘Er -‘ Simnel hesitated. The last ‘No’ contained a threat more certain than the creak of thin ice on a deep river. It said that going any further could be the most ll use a lot of coals, you see, and those dwarfs keep winding up the price of -‘ HERE. IT MUST BE DONE