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"
Very
deep
,
I
’
ve
heard
.
"
"
I
’
ll
take
your
word
for
it
.
It
looks
pretty
mucky
.
I
’
d
hate
to
have
to
jump
in
it
.
"
Carrot
slapped
him
cheerfully
on
the
back
,
nearly
pushing
him
over
,
and
said
,
"
What
’
s
up
,
Sarge
?
Do
you
want
to
live
for
ever
?
"
"
Dunno
.
Ask
me
again
in
five
hundred
years
.
"
"
It
’
s
a
good
job
we
’
ve
got
your
lucky
arrow
,
then
!
"
said
Carrot
.
"
Hmm
?
"
said
Colon
,
who
seemed
to
be
in
a
miserable
daydream
world
of
his
own
.
"
I
mean
,
it
’
s
a
good
job
we
’
ve
got
a
last
desperate
million
-
to
-
one
chance
to
rely
on
,
or
we
’
d
really
be
in
trouble
!
"
"
Oh
,
yes
,
"
said
Nobby
sadly
.
"
Lucky
old
us
.
"
The
Patrician
lay
back
.
A
couple
of
rats
dragged
a
cushion
under
his
head
.
"
Things
are
rather
bad
outside
,
I
gather
,
"
he
said
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
Vimes
bitterly
.
"
You
’
re
right
.
You
’
re
the
safest
man
in
the
city
.
"
