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When
it
failed
to
move
he
opened
the
nearest
door
and
slammed
it
behind
him
,
found
a
chair
and
wedged
it
under
the
handle
.
This
was
one
of
the
upper
state
rooms
,
bare
now
of
most
of
its
furnishings
,
and
lacking
its
fourth
wall
.
Where
it
should
have
been
was
just
the
gulf
of
the
cavern
.
The
Patrician
stepped
out
of
the
shadows
.
"
Now
you
have
got
it
out
of
your
system
-
"
he
said
.
Wonse
spun
around
,
sword
raised
.
"
You
don
’
t
really
exist
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
’
re
a
-
a
ghost
,
or
something
.
"
"
I
believe
this
is
not
the
case
,
"
said
the
Patrician
.
"
You
can
’
t
stop
me
!
I
’
ve
got
some
magic
stuff
left
,
I
’
ve
got
the
book
!
"
Wonse
took
a
brown
leather
bag
out
of
his
pocket
.
"
I
’
ll
bring
back
another
one
!
You
’
ll
see
!
"
"
I
urge
you
not
to
,
"
said
Lord
Vetinari
mildly
.
"
Oh
,
you
think
you
’
re
so
clever
,
so
in
-
control
,
so
swave
,
just
because
I
’
ve
got
a
sword
and
you
haven
’
t
!
Well
,
I
’
ve
got
more
than
that
,
I
’
ll
have
you
know
,
"
said
Wonse
triumphantly
.
"
Yes
!
I
’
ve
got
the
palace
guards
on
my
side
!
They
follow
me
,
not
you
!
No
-
one
likes
you
,
you
know
.
No
-
one
ever
liked
you
.
"
