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"
Yessir
.
Very
nice
,
sir
.
All
done
with
little
flowers
,
sir
.
"
There
was
a
sound
like
something
hitting
something
else
repeatedly
with
something
heavy
and
wooden
.
Vimes
winced
.
"
I
don
’
t
think
he
’
d
of
been
happy
in
the
Watch
,
sir
,
"
said
the
sergeant
,
in
a
kindly
voice
.
The
door
of
the
Mended
Drum
had
been
torn
off
during
riots
so
often
that
specially
-
tempered
hinges
had
recently
been
installed
,
and
the
fact
that
the
next
tremendous
crash
tore
the
whole
door
and
doorframe
out
of
the
wall
only
showed
that
quite
a
lot
of
money
had
been
wasted
.
A
figure
in
the
midst
of
the
wreckage
tried
to
raise
itself
on
its
elbows
,
groaned
,
and
slumped
back
.
"
Well
,
it
would
seem
that
it
’
s
all
-
"
the
captain
began
,
and
Nobby
said
:
"
It
’
s
that
bloody
troll
!
"
"
What
?
"
said
Vimes
.
"
It
’
s
the
troll
!
The
one
they
have
on
the
door
!
"
They
advanced
with
extreme
caution
.
It
was
,
indeed
,
Detritus
the
splatter
.
It
is
very
difficult
to
hurt
a
creature
that
is
,
to
all
intents
and
purposes
,
a
mobile
stone
.
