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"
Oh
.
Right
.
Well
,
it
stands
to
reason
,
doesn
’
t
it
?
I
mean
,
I
wouldn
’
t
hang
around
here
if
I
could
fly
away
.
If
I
could
fly
,
I
wouldn
’
t
be
sitting
on
a
roof
on
some
manky
old
statue
.
If
I
could
fly
,
I
’
d
-
"
"
What
statue
?
"
said
Nobby
,
cigarette
halfway
to
his
mouth
.
"
This
one
,
"
said
Colon
,
thumping
the
stone
.
"
And
don
’
t
try
to
give
me
the
willies
,
Nobby
.
You
know
there
’
s
hundreds
of
mouldy
old
statues
up
on
Small
Gods
.
"
"
No
I
don
’
t
,
"
said
Nobby
.
"
What
I
do
know
is
,
they
were
all
taken
down
last
month
when
they
re
-
leaded
the
roof
.
There
’
s
just
the
roof
and
the
dome
and
that
’
s
it
.
You
have
to
take
notice
of
little
things
like
that
,
"
he
added
,
"
when
you
’
re
detectoring
.
"
In
the
damp
silence
that
followed
Sergeant
Colon
looked
down
at
the
stone
he
was
sitting
on
.
It
had
a
taper
,
and
a
scaly
pattern
,
and
a
sort
of
indefinable
tail
-
like
quality
.
Then
he
followed
its
length
up
and
into
the
rapidly
-
thinning
fog
.
On
the
dome
of
Small
Gods
the
dragon
raised
its
head
,
yawned
,
and
unfolded
its
wings
.
The
unfolding
wasn
’
t
a
simple
operation
.
It
seemed
to
go
on
for
some
time
,
as
the
complex
biological
machinery
of
ribs
and
pleats
slid
apart
.
Then
,
with
wings
outstretched
,
the
dragon
yawned
,
took
a
few
steps
to
the
edge
of
the
roof
,
and
launched
itself
into
the
air
.
After
a
while
a
hand
appeared
over
the
edge
of
the
parapet
.
It
flailed
around
for
a
moment
until
it
got
a
decent
grip
.
There
was
a
grunt
.
Carrot
hauled
himself
back
on
to
the
roof
and
pulled
the
other
two
up
behind
him
.
They
lay
flat
out
on
the
leads
,
panting
.
Carrot
observed
the
way
that
the
dragon
’
s
talons
had
scored
deep
grooves
in
the
metal
.
You
couldn
’
t
help
noticing
things
like
that
.
