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.
.
into
the
place
where
the
dragons
went
.
Vimes
found
himself
grabbed
by
the
arm
and
pulled
inside
.
The
heavy
door
shut
behind
him
with
a
definite
click
.
"
It
’
s
Lord
Mountjoy
Gayscale
Talonthrust
III
of
Ankh
,
"
said
the
apparition
,
which
was
dressed
in
huge
and
fearsomely
-
padded
armour
.
"
You
know
,
I
really
don
’
t
think
he
can
cut
the
mustard
.
"
"
He
can
’
t
?
"
said
Vimes
,
backing
away
.
"
It
really
needs
two
of
you
.
"
"
It
does
,
doesn
’
t
it
,
"
whispered
Vimes
,
his
shoulder
blades
trying
to
carve
their
way
out
through
the
fence
.
"
Could
you
oblige
?
"
boomed
the
thing
.
"
What
?
"
"
Oh
,
don
’
t
be
squeamish
,
man
.
You
just
have
to
help
him
up
into
the
air
.
It
’
s
me
who
has
the
tricky
part
.
I
know
it
’
s
cruel
,
but
if
he
can
’
t
manage
it
tonight
then
he
’
s
for
the
choppy
-
chop
.
Survival
of
the
fittest
and
all
that
,
don
’
t
you
know
.
"
