'Right. Right. Right. Happy to oblige.'
Sock glanced desperately at Angua. Somehow, her smile didn't look right. He scribbled a few hasty lines.
Carrot looked over his shoulder.
I Gerhardt Sock give the barer full and totarl ownership of the golem Dorfl in xchange for One Dolar and anythinge it doz now is his responisbility and nuthing to doe with me.
Singed, Gerhardt Sock.
'Interesting wording, but it does look legal, doesn't it?' said Carrot, taking the paper. Thank you very much, Mr Sock. A nappy solution all round, I feel.'
'Is that it? Can I go now?'
'Certainly, and - '
The door slammed shut.
'Oh, well done,' said Angua. 'So now you own a golem. You do know that anything it does is your responsibility?'
'If that's the truth, why are people smashing them?
'What are you going to use it/or?'
Carrot looked thoughtfully at Dorfl, who was staring at the ground.
'Dorfl?'
The golem looked up.
'Here's your receipt. You don't have to have a master.'
The golem took the little scrap of paper between two thick fingers.
That means you belong to you,' said Carrot encouragingly. 'You own yourself.'
Dorfl shrugged.
'What did you expect?' said Angua. 'Did you think it was going to wave a flag?'
'I don't think he understands,' said Carrot. 'It's quite hard to get some ideas into people's heads...'He stopped abruptly.
Carrot took the paper out of Dorfl's unresisting fingers. 'I suppose it might work,' he said. 'It seems a bit-invasive. But what they understand, after all, is the words...'
He reached up, opened Dorfl's lid, and dropped the paper inside.
The golem blinked. That is to say, its eyes went dark and then brightened again. It raised one hand very slowly and patted the top of its head. Then it held up the other hand and turned it this way and that, as if it had never seen a hand before. It looked down at its feet and around at the fog-shrouded buildings. It looked at Carrot. It looked up at the clouds above the street. It looked at Carrot again.
Then, very slowly, without bending in any way, it fell backwards and hit the cobbles with a thud. The light faded in its eyes.
There,' said Angua. 'Now it's broken. Can we go?'
There's still a bit of a glow,' said Carrot. 'It must have all been too much for him. We can't leave him here. Maybe if I took the receipt out...'
He knelt down by the golem and reached for the trapdoor on its head.
Dorfl's hand moved so quickly it didn't even appear to move. It was just there, gripping Carrot's wrist.
'Ah,' said Carrot, gently pulling his arm back. 'He's obviously... feeling better.'