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"
Hadn
’
t
,
"
he
panted
,
"
hadn
’
t
we
better
warn
people
?
"
Colon
dragged
himself
forward
until
he
could
look
across
the
city
.
"
I
don
’
t
think
we
need
bother
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
think
they
’
ll
soon
find
out
.
"
The
High
Priest
of
Blind
Io
was
stumbling
over
his
words
.
There
had
never
been
an
official
coronation
service
in
Ankh
-
Morpork
,
as
far
as
he
could
find
out
.
The
old
kings
had
managed
quite
well
with
something
on
the
lines
of
:
"
We
hath
got
the
crown
,
i
’
faith
,
and
we
will
kill
any
whoreson
who
tries
to
takes
it
away
,
by
the
Lord
Harry
.
"
Apart
from
anything
else
,
this
was
rather
short
.
He
’
d
spent
a
long
time
drafting
something
longer
and
more
in
keeping
with
the
spirit
of
the
times
,
and
was
having
some
trouble
remembering
it
.
He
was
also
being
put
off
by
the
goat
,
which
was
watching
him
with
loyal
interest
.
"
Get
on
with
it
!
"
Wonse
hissed
,
from
his
position
behind
the
throne
.
"
All
in
good
time
,
"
the
high
priest
hissed
back
.
"
This
is
a
coronation
,
I
’
ll
have
you
know
.
You
might
try
to
show
a
little
respect
.
"
"
Of
course
I
’
m
showing
respect
!
Now
get
on
-
"
There
was
a
shout
,
off
to
the
right
.
Wonse
glared
into
the
crowd
.
"
It
’
s
that
Ramkin
woman
,
"
he
said
.
"
What
’
s
she
up
to
?
"
