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"
Burn
’
em
all
,
"
said
Nobby
promptly
.
Colon
looked
puzzled
.
"
It
wouldn
’
t
do
that
,
would
it
?
"
he
said
.
"
Don
’
t
see
what
’
s
to
prevent
it
,
do
you
?
"
said
Nobby
.
He
glanced
out
of
the
doorway
.
"
He
was
a
good
lad
,
that
boy
.
Used
to
run
errands
for
my
grandad
.
Who
’
d
have
thought
he
’
d
go
around
with
a
dragon
on
his
chest
.
.
.
"
"
What
are
we
going
to
do
,
Sergeant
?
"
said
Carrot
.
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
be
burned
alive
,
"
said
Sergeant
Colon
.
"
My
wife
’
d
give
me
hell
.
So
I
suppose
we
’
ve
got
to
wossname
,
proclaim
it
.
But
don
’
t
worry
,
lad
,
"
he
said
,
patting
Carrot
on
one
muscular
arm
and
repeating
,
as
if
he
hadn
’
t
quite
believed
himself
the
first
time
,
"
it
won
’
t
come
to
that
.
People
’
ll
never
stand
for
it
.
"
Lady
Ramkin
ran
her
hands
over
Errol
’
s
body
.
"
Damned
if
I
know
what
’
s
going
on
in
there
,
"
she
said
.
The
little
dragon
tried
to
lick
her
face
.
"
What
’
s
he
been
eating
?
"
"
The
last
thing
,
I
think
,
was
a
kettle
,
"
said
Vimes
.
"
A
kettle
of
what
?
"
