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"
You
’
ve
got
a
point
.
"
"
I
reckon
we
must
of
turned
left
out
of
Silver
Street
instead
of
right
,
"
quavered
Nobby
.
"
Well
,
that
’
s
one
mistake
we
won
’
t
make
again
in
a
hurry
,
"
said
the
captain
.
Then
he
wished
he
hadn
’
t
.
They
could
hear
footsteps
.
Somewhere
off
to
their
left
,
there
was
a
snigger
.
"
We
must
form
a
square
,
"
said
the
captain
.
They
all
tried
to
form
a
point
.
"
Hey
!
What
was
that
?
"
said
Sergeant
Colon
.
"
What
?
"
"
There
it
was
again
.
Sort
of
a
leathery
sound
.
"
Captain
Vimes
tried
not
to
think
about
hoods
and
garrotting
.
There
were
,
he
knew
,
many
gods
.
There
was
a
god
for
every
trade
.
There
was
a
beggars
’
god
,
a
whores
’
goddess
,
a
thieves
’
god
,
probably
even
an
assassins
’
god
.
