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Harga
looked
up
guiltily
from
his
work
behind
the
counter
.
"
Nothing
,
Cap
’
n
,
"
he
said
.
He
tried
to
hide
the
evidence
behind
him
when
Vimes
glared
over
the
knife
-
chewed
woodwork
.
"
Come
on
,
Sham
.
You
can
show
me
.
"
Harga
’
s
beefy
hands
came
reluctantly
into
view
.
"
I
was
only
scraping
the
old
fat
out
of
the
pan
,
"
he
mumbled
.
"
I
see
.
And
how
long
have
we
known
each
other
,
Sham
?
"
said
Vimes
,
with
terrible
kindness
.
"
Years
,
Cap
’
n
,
"
said
Harga
.
"
You
bin
coming
in
here
nearly
every
day
,
reg
’
lar
.
One
of
my
best
customers
.
"
Vimes
leaned
over
the
counter
until
his
nose
was
level
with
the
squashy
pink
thing
in
the
middle
of
Har
-
ga
’
s
face
.
"
And
in
all
that
time
,
have
you
ever
changed
the
fat
?
"
he
demanded
.
Harga
tried
to
back
away
.
"
Well
-
"
