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Carrot
,
to
whom
the
word
irony
meant
something
to
do
with
metal
,
picked
up
his
pike
and
after
a
couple
of
impressive
rebounds
managed
to
cut
the
cake
into
approximately
four
slices
.
"
There
we
are
,
"
he
said
cheerfully
.
"
One
for
each
of
us
,
and
one
for
the
captain
.
"
He
realised
what
he
had
said
.
"
Oh
.
Sorry
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Colon
flatly
.
They
sat
in
silence
for
a
moment
.
"
I
liked
him
,
"
said
Carrot
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
he
’
s
gone
.
"
There
was
some
more
silence
,
very
similar
to
the
earlier
silence
but
even
deeper
and
more
furrowed
with
depression
.
"
I
expect
you
’
ll
be
made
captain
now
,
"
said
Carrot
.
Colon
started
.
"
Me
?
I
don
’
t
want
to
be
captain
!
I
can
’
t
do
the
thinking
.
It
’
s
not
worth
all
that
thinking
,
just
for
another
nine
dollars
a
month
.
"
He
drummed
his
fingers
on
the
table
.
"
Is
that
all
he
got
?
"
said
Nobby
.
"
I
thought
officers
were
rolling
in
it
.
"
