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It
was
the
longest
step
he
ever
took
.
For
one
thing
,
it
lasted
the
rest
of
his
life
.
After
several
seconds
they
heard
him
hit
,
five
storeys
below
.
After
several
more
seconds
their
faces
appeared
over
the
edge
of
the
ravaged
floor
.
"
What
a
way
to
go
,
"
said
Sergeant
Colon
.
"
That
’
s
a
fact
,
"
said
Nobby
,
reaching
up
to
his
ear
for
a
dog
-
end
.
"
Killed
by
a
wossname
.
A
metaphor
.
"
"
Dunno
,
"
said
Nobby
.
"
Looks
like
the
ground
to
me
.
Got
a
light
,
Sarge
?
"
"
That
was
right
,
wasn
’
t
it
,
sir
?
"
said
Carrot
anxiously
.
"
You
said
to
-
"
"
Yes
,
yes
,
"
said
Vimes
.
"
Don
’
t
worry
.
"
He
reached
down
with
a
shaking
hand
,
picked
up
the
bag
Wonse
had
been
holding
,
and
tipped
out
a
pile
of
stones
.
Every
one
had
a
hole
in
it
.
Why
?
he
thought
.
A
metallic
noise
behind
him
made
him
look
around
.
The
Patrician
was
holding
the
remains
of
the
royal
sword
.
As
the
captain
watched
,
the
man
wrenched
the
other
half
of
the
sword
out
of
the
far
wall
.
It
was
a
clean
break
.
