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Colon
,
Nobby
and
Carrot
were
also
on
the
roof
.
Colon
was
sulking
because
Vimes
had
forbidden
him
to
use
his
bow
and
arrow
.
These
weren
’
t
encouraged
in
the
city
,
since
the
heft
and
throw
of
a
longbow
’
s
arrow
could
send
it
through
an
innocent
bystander
a
hundred
yards
away
rather
than
the
innocent
bystander
at
whom
it
was
aimed
.
"
That
’
s
right
,
"
said
Carrot
,
"
the
Projectile
Weapons
(
Civic
Safety
)
Act
,
1634
.
"
"
Don
’
t
you
keep
on
quoting
all
that
sort
of
stuff
,
"
snapped
Colon
.
"
We
don
’
t
have
any
of
them
laws
any
more
!
That
’
s
all
old
stuff
!
It
’
s
all
more
wossname
now
.
Pragmatic
.
"
"
Law
or
no
law
,
"
said
Vimes
,
"
I
say
put
it
away
.
"
"
But
Captain
,
I
was
a
dab
hand
at
this
!
"
protested
Colon
.
"
Anyway
,
"
he
added
peevishly
,
"
a
lot
of
other
people
have
got
them
.
"
That
was
true
enough
.
Neighbouring
rooftops
bristled
like
hedgehogs
.
If
the
wretched
thing
turned
up
,
it
was
going
to
think
it
was
flying
through
solid
wood
with
slots
in
it
.
You
could
almost
feel
sorry
for
it
.
"
I
said
put
it
away
,
"
said
Vimes
.
"
I
’
m
not
having
my
guards
shooting
citizens
.
So
put
it
away
.
"
"
That
’
s
very
true
,
"
said
Carrot
.
"
We
’
re
here
to
protect
and
to
serve
,
aren
’
t
we
,
Captain
.
"
