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The
others
nodded
.
Yesterday
seemed
like
a
lifetime
ago
,
even
now
.
But
you
could
never
forget
something
like
that
,
no
matter
who
else
did
,
no
matter
what
happened
from
now
on
.
"
If
I
never
see
any
bloody
king
it
’
ll
be
too
soon
,
"
said
Nobby
.
"
I
don
’
t
reckon
he
was
the
right
king
,
anyway
,
"
said
Carrot
.
"
Talking
of
kings
:
anyone
want
a
crisp
?
"
"
There
’
s
no
right
longs
,
"
said
Colon
,
but
without
much
rancour
.
Ten
dollars
a
month
was
going
to
make
a
big
difference
.
Mrs
Colon
was
acting
very
differently
towards
a
man
bringing
home
another
ten
dollars
a
month
.
Her
notes
on
the
kitchen
table
were
a
lot
more
friendly
.
"
No
,
but
I
mean
,
there
’
s
nothing
special
about
having
an
ancient
sword
,
"
said
Carrot
.
"
Or
a
birthmark
.
I
mean
,
look
at
me
.
I
’
ve
got
a
birthmark
on
my
arm
.
"
"
My
brother
’
s
got
one
,
too
,
"
said
Colon
.
"
Shaped
like
a
boat
.
"
"
Mine
’
s
more
like
a
crown
thing
,
"
said
Carrot
.
"
Oho
,
that
makes
you
a
king
,
then
,
"
grinned
Nobby
.
"
Stands
to
reason
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
see
why
.
My
brother
’
s
not
an
admiral
,
"
said
Colon
reasonably
.
"
And
I
’
ve
got
this
sword
,
"
said
Carrot
.
