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"
That
would
be
entirely
wrong
,
"
said
Vimes
.
He
wasn
’
t
sure
how
you
actually
went
about
cutting
a
throat
.
It
had
never
hitherto
been
an
option
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
think
perhaps
we
’
ll
let
them
off
with
a
caution
.
"
There
was
a
groan
from
under
the
bench
.
"
Besides
,
"
he
went
on
quickly
,
"
we
should
get
our
fallen
comrade
to
a
place
of
safety
as
soon
as
possible
.
"
"
Good
point
,
"
said
the
sergeant
.
He
took
a
swig
of
the
spirits
,
for
the
sake
of
his
nerves
.
The
two
of
them
managed
to
sling
Carrot
between
them
and
guide
his
wobbling
legs
up
the
steps
.
Vimes
,
collapsing
under
the
weight
,
looked
around
for
Nobby
.
"
Corporal
Nobbs
,
"
he
rasped
,
"
why
are
you
kicking
people
when
they
’
re
down
?
"
"
Safest
way
,
sir
,
"
said
Nobby
.
Nobby
had
long
ago
been
told
about
fighting
fair
and
not
striking
a
fallen
opponent
,
and
had
then
given
some
creative
thought
to
how
these
rules
applied
to
someone
four
feet
tall
with
the
muscle
tone
of
an
elastic
band
.
"
Well
,
stop
it
.
I
want
you
to
caution
the
felons
,
"
said
the
captain
.
