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'Well, that was it. And nothing. He had this little cane which he twirled and, you know, it was incredibly . . .'
The dwarfs voice trailed off. Tomjon's face had that familiar expression of polite and slightly condescending puzzlement 'You also know what your father says about going out drinking,' he said.
'Yes. He said he used to do it all the time when he was a lad. He said he'd think nothing of quaffing ale all night and coming home at 5 a.m., smashing windows. He said he was a bit of a roister-doister, not like these white-livered people today who can't hold their drink.' Tomjon adjusted his doublet in front of the mirror, and added, that Hwel had come to know and dread.'Anyway, it was very amusing,' he said, half to himself. But he knew he'd never convince the rest of the company. If it didn't have a custard pie in it somewhere, they said, it wasn't funny.Tomjon swung his legs out of bed and reached for his britches.'I'm not going back to sleep,' he said. 'What's the time?''It's after midnight,' said Hwel. 'And you know what your father said about going to bed late.''I'm not,' said Tomjon, pulling on his boots. Tm getting up early. Getting up early is very healthy. And now I'm going out for a very healthy drink. You can come too,' he added, 'to keep an eye on me.'Hwel gave him a doubting look.