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"
Any
ideas
where
we
are
?
"
said
Lady
Ramkin
.
"
Business
district
somewhere
,
"
said
Vimes
shortly
.
Errol
’
s
progress
was
slowing
a
bit
.
He
kept
looking
up
and
whining
.
"
Can
’
t
see
a
damn
thing
above
us
in
the
fog
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
wonder
if
-
"
The
fog
,
as
if
in
acknowledgement
,
lit
up
.
Ahead
of
them
it
blossomed
like
a
chrysanthemum
and
made
a
noise
like
"
whoomph
"
.
"
Oh
,
no
,
"
moaned
Vimes
.
"
Not
again
!
"
"
Like
a
pea
-
souper
,
only
much
thicker
,
fishier
,
and
with
things
in
it
you
’
d
probably
rather
not
know
about
.
"
Are
the
Cups
of
Integrity
well
and
truly
suffused
?
"
intoned
Brother
Watchtower
.
"
Aye
,
suffused
full
well
.
"
"
The
Waters
of
the
World
,
are
they
Abjured
?
"
"
Yea
,
abjured
full
mightily
.
"
