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"
You
all
right
,
Captain
?
"
said
Sergeant
Colon
.
"
I
could
see
right
up
its
nose
,
"
said
Captain
Vimes
dreamily
.
His
eyes
focused
on
the
worried
face
of
the
sergeant
.
"
Where
’
s
it
gone
?
"
he
demanded
.
Colon
pointed
along
the
street
.
Vimes
glowered
at
the
shape
disappearing
over
the
rooftops
.
"
Follow
it
!
"
he
said
.
The
horn
sounded
again
.
Other
people
were
hurrying
towards
the
plaza
.
The
dragon
drifted
ahead
of
them
like
a
shark
heading
towards
a
wayward
airbed
,
its
tail
flicking
slowly
from
side
to
side
.
"
Some
loony
is
going
to
fight
it
!
"
said
Nobby
.
"
I
thought
someone
would
have
a
go
,
"
said
Colon
.
"
Poor
bugger
’
ll
be
baked
in
his
own
armour
.
"
This
seemed
to
be
the
opinion
of
the
crowds
lining
the
plaza
.
The
people
of
Ankh
-
Morpork
had
a
straightforward
,
no
-
nonsense
approach
to
entertainment
,
and
while
they
were
looking
forward
to
seeing
a
dragon
slain
,
they
’
d
be
happy
to
settle
instead
for
seeing
someone
being
baked
alive
in
his
own
armour
.
You
didn
’
t
get
the
chance
every
day
to
see
someone
baked
alive
in
their
own
armour
.
It
would
be
something
for
the
children
to
remember
.
Vimes
was
jostled
and
bounced
around
by
the
crowd
as
more
people
flooded
into
the
plaza
behind
them
.
