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After a rather undignified end to her broomstick journey, a tall, imposing witch emerges from the thickets and glares at anyone who might have noticed her landing

"I know you're here somewhere, Gytha Ogg. I can smell you. You come here this instant."

Typist: Granny Weatherwax, Terry Pratchett's Discworld.