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He
swung
the
sword
so
that
its
needle
point
was
a
foot
from
the
Patrician
’
s
thin
chest
.
"
So
it
’
s
back
to
the
cells
for
you
,
"
he
said
.
"
And
this
time
I
’
ll
make
sure
you
stay
there
.
Guards
!
Guards
!
"
There
was
the
clatter
of
running
feet
outside
.
The
door
rattled
,
the
chair
shook
.
There
was
a
moment
’
s
silence
,
and
then
door
and
chair
erupted
in
splinters
.
"
Take
him
away
!
"
screamed
Wonse
.
"
Fetch
more
scorpions
!
Put
him
in
.
.
.
you
’
re
not
the
-
"
"
Put
the
sword
down
,
"
said
Vimes
,
while
behind
him
Carrot
picked
bits
of
door
out
of
his
fist
.
"
Yeah
,
"
said
Nobby
,
peering
around
the
captain
.
"
Up
against
the
wall
and
spread
’
em
,
motherbreath
!
"
"
Eh
?
What
’
s
he
supposed
to
spread
?
"
whispered
Sergeant
Colon
anxiously
.
Nobby
shrugged
.
"
Dunno
,
"
he
said
.
"
Everything
,
I
reckon
.
Safest
way
.
"
Wonse
stared
at
the
rank
in
disbelief
.
"
Ah
,
Vimes
,
"
said
the
Patrician
.
"
You
will
-
"
