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           "Ithinktheyfoundsomewherewheretheycouldreallybe."

           "Reallybewhat?"

           "Dragons.Wheretheycouldreallyfulfiltheirpotential.Someotherdimensionorsomething.Wherethegravityisn’tsostrong,orsomething."

           "IthoughtwhenIsawit,"saidVimes,"Ithought,youcan’thavesomethingthatfliesandhasscaleslikethat."

           Theylookedateachother.

           "We’vegottofinditinitslair,"saidLadyRamkin.

           "Nobloodyflyingnewtsetsfiretomycity,"saidVimes.

           "Justthinkofthecontributiontodragonlore,"saidLadyRamkin.

           "Listen,ifanyoneeversetsfiretothiscity,it’sgoingtobeme."

           "It’sanamazingopportunity.There’ssomanyquestions..."

           "You’rerightthere."AphraseofCarrot’scrossedVimes’smind."Itcanhelpuswithourenquiries,"hesuggested.

           "Butinthemorning,"saidLadyRamkinfirmly.

           Vimes’slookofbitterdeterminationfaded.

           "Ishallsleepdownstairs,inthekitchen,"saidLadyRamkincheerfully."Iusuallyhaveacampbedmadeupdowntherewhenit’segg-layingtime.Someofthefemalesalwaysneedassistance.Don’tyouworryaboutme."

           "You’rebeingveryhelpful,"Vimesmuttered.

           "I’vesentNobbydowntothecitytohelptheotherssetupyourheadquarters,"saidLadyRamkin.

           VimeshadcompletelyforgottendieWatchHouse."Itmusthavebeenbadlydamaged,"heventured.

           "Totallydestroyed,"saidLadyRamkin."Justapatchofmeltedrock.SoI’mlettingyouhaveaplaceinPseudopolisYard."