Apr 6
"What are we fighting for?" said Diamanda.
"Fighting? We ain't fighting. We're just showing each other what we can do. Friendly like," said Granny Weatherwax.
She stood up.
"I'd better be goin'," she said. "Us old people need our sleep, you know how it is."
"And what does the winner get?" said Diamanda. There was just a trace of uncertainty in her voice now. It was very faint, on the Richter scale of doubt it was probably no more than a plastic teacup five miles away falling off a low shelf onto the carpet, but it was there.
"Oh, the winner gets to win," said Granny Weatherwax. "That's what it's all about. Don't bother to see us out. You didn't see us in."
Terry Pratchett, Lords and Ladies
