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Carrot
said
nothing
.
He
was
gradually
coming
to
terms
with
the
fact
that
he
probably
wasn
’
t
a
dwarf
,
but
dwarf
blood
flowed
in
his
veins
in
accordance
with
the
famous
principle
of
morphic
resonance
,
and
his
borrowed
genes
were
telling
him
that
nothing
was
going
to
be
that
simple
.
Finding
a
hoard
even
when
the
dragon
wasn
’
t
at
home
was
pretty
risky
.
Anyway
,
he
was
certain
he
’
d
know
if
there
was
one
around
.
The
presence
of
large
amounts
of
gold
always
made
a
dwarf
’
s
palms
itch
,
and
his
weren
’
t
itching
.
"
We
’
ll
start
by
that
wall
in
the
Shades
,
"
said
the
captain
.
Sergeant
Colon
glanced
sideways
at
Lady
Ramkin
,
and
found
it
impossible
to
show
cowardice
in
the
face
of
the
supportive
.
He
contented
himself
with
,
"
Is
that
wise
,
Captain
?
"
"
Of
course
it
isn
’
t
.
If
we
were
wise
,
we
wouldn
’
t
be
in
the
Watch
.
"
"
I
say
!
All
this
is
tremendously
exciting
,
"
said
Lady
Ramkin
.
"
Oh
,
I
don
’
t
think
you
should
come
,
m
’
lady
-
"
Vimes
began
.
"
-
Sybil
,
please
!
-
"
"
-
it
’
s
a
very
disreputable
area
,
you
see
.
"
"
But
I
’
m
sure
I
shall
be
perfectly
safe
with
your
men
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
m
sure
vagabonds
just
melt
away
when
they
see
you
.
"
That
’
s
dragons
,
thought
Vimes
.
They
melt
away
when
they
see
dragons
,
and
just
leave
their
shadows
on
the
wall
.
