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It
hasn
’
t
flown
away
,
Vimes
thought
.
Why
should
it
fly
away
?
We
can
’
t
hurt
it
,
and
it
’
s
got
everything
it
wants
right
here
.
It
’
s
up
there
somewhere
.
"
You
all
right
,
sir
?
"
Colon
repeated
.
It
’
s
got
to
be
up
high
somewhere
,
in
the
fog
.
There
’
s
all
kinds
of
towers
and
things
.
"
What
time
’
s
the
coronation
,
Sergeant
?
"
he
said
.
"
Noon
,
sir
.
And
Mr
Wonse
has
sent
a
message
about
how
you
’
re
to
be
in
your
best
armour
among
all
the
civic
leaders
,
sir
.
"
"
Oh
,
has
he
?
"
"
And
Sergeant
Hummock
and
the
day
squad
will
be
lining
the
route
,
sir
.
"
"
What
with
?
"
said
Vimes
vaguely
,
watching
the
skies
.
"
Sorry
,
sir
?
"
Vimes
squinted
upwards
to
get
a
better
view
of
the
roof
.
"
Hmm
?
"
he
said
.
