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'Look,' he said. 'Go away. I'm giving you to yourself, do you understand?'
He turned his back on it and stalked away. After a few seconds he was aware of the little footsteps behind him. He spun around.
'I said two dots on a dwindling landscape which, as the perspective broadened, included a tiny ship starting out across a wide green sea that was but a part of a bright circling ocean on a cloud-swirled Disc on the back of four giant elephants that themselves stood on the shell of an enormous turtle.
Which soon became a glint among the stars, and disappeared.
I don't want you!' he snapped, and gave it a kick.The Luggage sagged. Rincewind stalked away.After he had gone a few yards he stopped and listened. There was no sound. When he turned the Luggage was where he had left it. It looked sort of huddled. Rincewind hought for a while.'All right, then,' he said. 'Come on.'He turned his back and strode off to the University. After a few minutes the Luggage appeared to make up its mind, extended its legs again and padded after him. It didn't see that it had a lot of choice.They headed along the quay and into the city,