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"
I
thought
you
were
dead
!
"
he
said
.
"
We
’
re
not
,
"
said
Nobby
.
"
Oh
.
Good
.
"
There
didn
’
t
seem
much
else
to
say
.
"
What
do
you
reckon
on
the
fight
,
then
?
"
Vimes
looked
back
up
.
Smoke
trails
spiralled
across
the
city
.
"
I
’
m
afraid
it
’
s
not
going
to
work
,
"
said
Lady
Ramkin
.
"
Oh
.
Hallo
,
Nobby
.
"
"
Afternoon
,
ma
’
am
,
"
said
Nobby
,
touching
what
he
thought
was
his
forelock
.
"
What
d
’
you
mean
,
it
’
s
not
going
to
work
?
"
said
Vimes
.
"
Look
at
him
go
!
It
hasn
’
t
hit
him
yet
!
"
"
Yes
,
but
his
flame
has
touched
it
several
times
.
It
doesn
’
t
seem
to
have
any
effect
.
It
’
s
not
hot
enough
,
I
think
.
Oh
,
he
’
s
dodging
well
.
But
he
’
s
got
to
be
lucky
every
time
.
It
has
only
got
to
be
lucky
once
.
"
The
meaning
of
this
sank
in
.
