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"
Sodding
arseholes
,
"
said
Nobby
,
from
somewhere
in
the
guttering
.
Vimes
redoubled
his
grip
on
the
chimney
and
pulled
himself
upright
.
"
You
are
in
uniform
,
Corporal
Nobbs
,
"
he
said
,
his
voice
hardly
shaking
at
all
.
"
Sorry
,
Captain
.
Sodding
arseholes
,
sir
.
"
"
Where
’
s
Sergeant
Colon
?
"
"
Down
here
,
sir
.
Holding
on
to
this
drainpipe
,
sir
.
"
"
Oh
,
for
goodness
sake
.
Help
him
up
,
Carrot
.
"
"
Gosh
,
"
said
Carrot
,
"
look
at
it
go
!
"
You
could
tell
the
position
of
the
dragon
by
the
rattle
of
arrows
across
the
city
,
and
by
the
screams
and
gurgles
of
all
those
hit
by
the
misses
and
ricochets
.
"
He
hasn
’
t
even
flapped
his
wings
yet
!
"
shouted
Carrot
,
trying
to
stand
on
the
chimney
pot
.
"
Look
at
him
go
!
"
It
shouldn
’
t
be
that
big
,
Vimes
told
himself
,
watching
the
huge
shape
wheel
over
the
river
.
