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And
then
the
grey
light
had
filtered
even
into
the
Shades
,
and
he
was
still
alive
and
uncooked
,
and
had
looked
around
him
with
an
expression
of
idiot
relief
and
seen
,
not
a
yard
away
,
these
footprints
.
That
had
not
been
a
good
moment
to
be
sober
.
"
Well
,
sir
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
know
that
dragons
have
been
extinct
for
thousands
of
years
,
sir
-
"
"
Yes
?
"
The
Patrician
’
s
eyes
narrowed
.
Vimes
plunged
on
.
"
But
,
sir
,
the
thing
is
,
do
they
know
?
Sergeant
Colon
said
he
heard
a
leathery
sound
just
before
,
just
before
,
just
before
the
,
er
.
.
.
offence
.
"
"
So
you
think
an
extinct
,
and
indeed
a
possibly
entirely
mythical
,
dragon
flew
into
the
city
,
landed
in
this
narrow
alley
,
incinerated
a
group
of
criminals
,
and
then
flew
away
?
"
said
the
Patrician
.
"
One
might
say
,
it
was
a
very
public
-
spirited
creature
.
"
"
Well
,
when
you
put
it
like
that
-
"
"
If
I
recall
,
the
dragons
of
legend
were
solitary
and
rural
creatures
who
shunned
people
and
dwelt
in
forsaken
,
out
of
the
way
places
,
"
said
the
Patrician
.
"
They
were
hardly
urban
creatures
.
"
"
No
,
sir
,
"
said
the
captain
,
repressing
a
comment
that
if
you
wanted
to
find
a
really
forsaken
,
out
of
the
way
place
then
the
Shades
would
fit
the
bill
pretty
well
.
"
Besides
,
"
said
Lord
Vetinari
,
"
one
would
imagine
that
someone
would
have
noticed
,
wouldn
’
t
you
agree
?
"
The
captain
nodded
at
the
wall
and
its
dreadful
frieze
.
"
Apart
from
them
,
you
mean
,
sir
?
"
