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Nobby
absent
-
mindedly
took
out
a
grubby
handkerchief
and
passed
it
to
a
dwarf
who
was
leaning
against
the
wall
,
shaking
with
grief
.
"
Now
,
then
,
"
said
Carrot
kindly
.
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
be
hard
on
anyone
,
but
I
shall
be
coming
past
here
every
night
from
now
on
and
I
shall
expect
to
see
proper
standards
of
dwarf
behaviour
.
I
know
what
it
’
s
like
when
you
’
re
far
from
home
,
but
there
’
s
no
excuse
for
this
sort
of
thing
.
"
He
touched
his
helmet
.
"
G
’
hruk
,
t
’
uk
.
"
He
gave
them
all
a
bright
smile
and
half
-
walked
,
half
-
crouched
out
of
the
bar
.
As
he
emerged
into
the
street
Nobby
tapped
him
on
the
arm
.
"
Don
’
t
you
ever
do
anything
like
that
to
me
again
,
"
he
fumed
.
"
You
’
re
in
the
City
Watch
!
Don
’
t
give
me
any
more
of
this
law
business
!
"
"
But
it
is
very
important
,
"
said
Carrot
seriously
,
trotting
after
Nobby
as
he
sidled
into
a
narrower
street
.
"
Not
as
important
as
stay
in
’
in
one
piece
,
"
said
Nobby
.
"
Dwarf
bars
!
If
you
’
ve
got
any
sense
,
my
lad
,
you
’
ll
come
in
here
.
And
shut
up
.
"
Carrot
stared
up
at
the
building
they
had
reached
.
It
was
set
back
a
little
from
the
mud
of
the
street
.
The
sounds
of
considerable
drinking
were
coming
from
inside
.
A
battered
sign
hung
over
the
door
.
It
showed
a
drum
.
"
A
tavern
,
is
it
?
"
said
Carrot
,
thoughtfully
.
"
Open
at
this
hour
?
"
"
Don
’
t
see
why
not
,
"
said
Nobby
,
pushing
open
the
door
.
"
Damn
useful
idea
.
The
Mended
Drum
.
"
"
And
more
drinking
?
"
Carrot
thumbed
hastily
through
the
book
.
