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"
Goodness
,
"
said
Carrot
.
It
sounded
painful
.
"
But
I
reckon
it
’
s
’
cos
he
speaks
his
mind
.
Spoke
it
once
too
often
to
the
Patrician
,
I
heard
.
Said
the
Thieves
’
Guild
was
nothing
but
a
pack
of
thieves
,
or
something
.
That
’
s
why
he
’
s
with
us
.
Dunno
,
really
.
"
He
looked
speculatively
at
the
pavement
and
then
said
:
"
So
where
’
re
you
staying
,
lad
?
"
"
There
’
s
a
lady
called
Mrs
Palm
-
"
Carrot
began
.
Nobby
choked
on
some
smoke
that
went
the
wrong
way
.
"
In
the
Shades
?
"
he
wheezed
.
"
You
’
re
staying
there
?
"
"
Oh
,
yes
.
"
"
Every
night
?
"
"
Well
,
every
day
,
really
.
Yes
.
"
"
And
you
’
ve
come
here
to
have
a
man
made
of
you
?
"
"
Yes
!
"
