Rincewind looked down. The Luggage regarded him owlishly.
'What are you looking at?' said the wizard. 'He can go back if he wants, why should I bother?'
The Luggage said nothing.
'Look, he's not my responsibility,' said Rincewind. let's be absolutely clear about that.'
The Luggage said nothing, but louder this time.
'Go on – follow him. You're nothing to do with me.'
The Luggage retracted its little legs and settled down on the track.
'Well, I'm going,' said Rincewind. 'I mean it,' he added.
He turned the horse's head back towards the new horizon, and glanced down. The Luggage sat there.
'It's no good trying to appeal to my better nature. You can stay there all day for all I care. I'm just going to ride off, okay?'
He glared at the Luggage. The Luggage looked back.
'I thought you'd come back,' said Twoflower.
'I don't want to talk about it,' said Rincewind.
'Shall we talk about something else?'
'Yeah, well, discussing how to get these ropes off would be favourite,' said Rincewind. He wrenched at the bonds around his wrists.
'I can't imagine why you're so important,' said Herrena. She sat on a rock opposite them, sword across her knees. Most of the gang laying among the rocks high above, watching the road. Rincewind and Twoflower had been a pathetically easy ambush.
'Weems told me what your box did to Gancia,' she added. 'I can't say that's a great loss, but I hope it understands that if it comes within a mile of us I will personally cut both your throats, yes?'
Rincewind nodded violently.
'Good,' said Herrena. 'You're wanted dead or alive, I'm not really bothered which, but some of the lads might want to have a little discussion with you about those trolls. If the sun hadn't come up when it did—'
She left the words hanging, and walked away.
'Well, here's another fine mess,' said Rincewind. He had another pull at the ropes that bound him. There was a rock behind him, and if he could bring his wrists up – yes, as he thought, it lacerated him while at the same time eing too blunt to have any effect on the rope.
'But why us?' said Twoflower. 'It's to do with that star, isn't it?'
'I don't know anything about the star,' said Rincewind. 'I never even attended astrology lessons at the University!'
'I expect everything will turn out all right in the end,' said Twoflower.
Rincewind looked at him. Remarks like that always threw him.
'Do you really believe that?' he said. 'I mean, really?'
'Well, things generally do work out satisfactorily, when you come to think about it.'
'If you think the total disruption of my life for the last year is satisfactory then you might be right. I've lost count of the times I've nearly been killed —'
'Twenty-seven,' said Twoflower.
'What?'