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Rob turned the rustling pages and grinned.
“Ach, she’s writ here: Oh, the dear Feegles ha’ turned up again,” he said. This met with general applause.
“Ach, what a kind girl she is tae write that,” said Billy Bigchin. “Can I see?”
He read: Oh dear, the Feegles have turned up again.

– close enough | Terry Pratchett, Wintersmith