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"
DDddrrraa
,
"
Brother
Fingers
volunteered
.
"
And
take
Errol
,
"
added
Vimes
.
"
He
’
s
driving
himself
mad
here
.
Game
little
devil
,
I
’
ll
give
him
that
.
"
"
Marvellous
,
when
you
come
to
think
about
it
,
"
said
Colon
.
Errol
was
trotting
up
and
down
in
front
of
the
ravaged
building
,
whining
.
"
Look
at
him
,
"
said
Vimes
.
"
Can
’
t
wait
to
get
to
grips
.
"
His
gaze
found
itself
drawn
,
as
though
by
wires
,
up
to
the
rolling
clouds
of
fog
.
It
’
s
in
there
somewhere
,
he
thought
.
"
What
we
going
to
do
now
,
sir
?
"
said
Carrot
,
as
the
carriage
rattled
off
.
"
Not
nervous
,
are
you
?
"
said
Vimes
.
"
No
,
sir
.
"
The
way
he
said
it
jogged
something
in
Vimes
’
s
mind
.
